Where she grew up the roads were rocky and tough,
Going to school they wore boots slippers werent strong enough.
Hills steep enough to fly kites keep going over and up,
Transportation was scarce walking was all she knew off.
She went to school and stopped at 11 years old;
Life was a struggle her choices she made without being told.
Adult age was 14 she was the head of her household.
Caring for siblings on the floor some shared a bed filled with mold.
Raped by gangs and gunmen, father dying from substance abuse.
She wore a blouse for a skirt in order to hide her nude.
D cup breasts hanging without a bra; boys tempting to intrude.
Seems her mother, though not so smart was at age 30 or 32.
To see her daughter dressed that weird she thought she looked very nice.
No guidance from her mother or other females she got depressed about life.
Ran away from home to chase a life that she dreamt;
Bouncing from corner to post seeking a feel of content.
Everyday she had a vision that she’d be very rich;
having houses and cars, mink would be her fetish
French manicures and pedicures to hide her toes that were bruised.
Being approached by handsome men, who she would arrogantly refuse
One night she walked around the village, for a place she could kotch.
Stepped into a stream of water clean enough she could wash
Herself to be clean, had no towel to dry.
Then she saw a huge bag just drifting by,
She followed its direction curious about whats inside.
But the texture felt like paper she held it close to her side.
Anxious to search deeper she found a nearby shed
Occupied by a crying little girl , who lost a bag
When her father dropped dead…..What would you do???
By: Shana Mccormack
Have you or anyone you know had any struggles growing up as a child whether its child labor, financial distress, emotional and physical abuse, sexual violence as well as lack of proper parenting? If you can relate directly or indirectly to those and of course a few others not listed, then you know what living as an impoverished Jamaican is like. I know you might say but rich Jamaican children experience those situations too ! You are right but not as much as the less fortunate.
According to SOS Children Village 15% of Jamaican children lives in crippling poverty, more than 73000 children in Jamaica today are orphans, 60% of Jamaican children between ages nine and 17 has a family member who was killed, 6% of Jamaican children are involved in child labor activities. Children in Kingston areas are mostly affected by child labor; for some households that are affected it may seem as though childhood is like a Luxury Chanel Bag that families can’t afford. So this is where the increased rape cases comes in affecting mostly young females . Theses females are forced to beg or exchange sex for money in order to survive. Children are often times seen selling merchandise especially boys-washing windshields, selling fruits or juice, some learning to be a part of a robbery or a gang at a tender age.
For an island as beautiful and rich in history as Jamaica it is embarrassing to see these statistics. The speading of HIV is getting rampant, little boys are now sex targets by other men who offer money and cars in exchange for sex. These realities are difficult to absorb. I am urging the government of Jamaica to stop being so reluctant in instilling rigid child protection laws. These child abusers walk away too freely! The initiative should be taken to promote positive and engaging children protective programs in the communities. Our country need our youths.
Not because he snaps his fingers and say “OH-KAYY GURLFRIEND!” He’s GAY.
He maybe supporting his friend who Is finally making her way.
So you laugh at his appearance when he wears tight clothes;
But never looked to see his socks, from wearing a bottomless shoes with holes
So she walked out of the shower naked in front of the other girls in the dorm room.
She is a virgin told by her mom to be comfortable with her body and her nakedness don’t assume.
She wears short hair, has piercings and army boots
Its her recovery from Chemotherapy, representing her tribe and being a surviving youth
When since her toned calves from being an athlete is tomboyish?
Is it the same time when he flickered his wrist and talked with a lisp?
injuries sustained from an accident is no ones wish.
So he threw a dinner party and invited over some male friends;
Its an apology from a busted business deal; the fences he was trying to mend.
Ok so you bend down, turned around and swear she was looking at your ass.
Bottom line is you are wearing the exact dress from a date she attended in the past.
Do not Judge or stereo type ….Respect the ones that aren’t Gay!
By: Shana Mccormack