Lift up yuh voices and shout loud and clear
“Crop Over Festival is once more here! ”
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By Stanley Collymore
It wasn't supposed to happen; a routine, by all accounts
given the circumstances, quite ordinary day for me as
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By Stanley Collymore
I promise to love you in every conceivable way that
there is and moreover for as long as I humanly can;
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By Stanley Collymore
You call yourselves journalists but that’s not how
I see you as and therefore don’t agree with you
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Some people drink to drown their sorrows, others to
boost their shattered self-confidence; you however
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I know that I’ve no legal or moral
claims on you, as the only attachment I
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I know that it’s only a few moments ago since
I last told you that I love you but it seems
already like ages to me; anyway, any
number of times that I say it to
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By Stanley Collymore
Uncontrollable passions surge through my veins for you
as I intentionally throw all semblances of discretion
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Your birth wasn’t planned but all the same your
creation was fashioned through love and most
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How can you purposely look me in the face,
openly say and, what’s more, seriously expect
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