We are the children of Jamaica created by the almighty maker.
For centuries we have been around, and pirate s treasures have been found.
But the most beautiful treasure you will find- is the gleam in our eyes.
We are happy people with songs in our hearts and souls
It is truly a wonder to behold.
Tourist come here to vacation and sit a spell, and they all wish us well.
Many come into our classrooms and they see, we are happy as can be.
Some of us may have clothes that are torn and tattered
But in our spirits it doesn’t matter.
We get our education and we learn about CHRIST
And how he made the ultimate sacrifice.
He showed his love for the world to see
When he died on the cross at Calvary.
© L.RAMS 082015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You write with great conviction, Louis. Thank you for sharing this