Oh sweet Saint Martin they say!
So why are we living this way?
Pure hatred and jealousy,
Is all I can see!
Even the division of the island doesn’t make it easy,
Crimes are increasing, and there's no remedy,
We find ourselves in cells, leaving behind our family,
Please tell me where did we leave the unity?
It’s a shame that a small island like ours is reportedly,
In the rank of the most dangerous territory!
What is this really?
How did we manage to fit among other countries?
I’m lost for words for my beautiful West Indies,
Touristic islands indeed,
But we've got a population to feed.
And the right image is all we need.
End violence, cause we all bleed,
And is that the image we want to proclaim?
Because there is no fame
Just another one to blame!
I love my friendly island that still remains the same,
But we've got to stop taking these criminal acts for a game.
A life is precious, it’s not to target and aim.
It not only affects one person but their entire chain,
Youths are left with one parent, and that corrupts their brain.
Education is the key, but what are we teaching them?
We fail to understand that we all contribute to their progress,
Whether it’s the mother, father or just a friend.
But I still stand here and say lean on my shoulder,
We can make this end.
#PoeticJusticeClub
Jennifer Brooks
