Jamaica, ya so we born and grow
The hills cold but we neva experience snow
Pon the beaches,
deh so the tourist them go,
fi have a good time and mek the world know say we hot
We hot, always pon top
A Jamaicans we name and we neva can flap
Say we hot, Sun hot eehh? Eva pon top
First slavery was the situation
From africa to the plantation
But we hold the battle and still stay strong
and now we can boast bout Emancipation
Jamaica we love yuh and we naa go left yu
When tourist come yah
Them nuh waa left yah
Dem fall in love wid d weather, the birds, the bees, the fishes in the sea, coconut, all mango pon tree.
Jamaica, ya so we born and grow
The hills cold but we neva experience snow
Pon the beaches,
deh so the tourist them go,
fi have a good time and mek the world know say we hot
We hot, always pon top
A Jamaicans we name and we neva can flap
Say we hot, Sun hot eehh? Eva pon top
(Not my original poem)
©kad0r
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