Under The Tamarind Tree (St. Patrick's Anglican School) Poem by Leonard Dabydeen
Under The Tamarind Tree (St. Patrick's Anglican School)
Under the tamarind tree
I stand there
Still as a cross in the graveyard
I hear bells toll
In the Anglican church
Hands cupping salt and pepper
Mouth salivating
I listen to rivulets
Water flowing in Reliance creek
Wind whispering among the graves
I feel uncanny
With my pockets of tamarind
And my broken slate
On the ground
Should I go to school
On this St.Patrick's Day?
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