Sun | Jan 11, 2026

Poems

Published:Sunday | January 11, 2026 | 12:07 AM

More Than Gravity

Nothing really happens by chance,

A new song written, a ballerina’s dance.

An apple falling from a tree,

Is so much more than gravity.

A baby is born, someone dies,

The tears now falling from your eyes,

This thing called life , a mystery,

It is to you, but not to Me.

I formed the earth from nothing , friend.

I am the Beginning and the End.

I am the First, I am the Last,

No Big Bang Theory, no sudden blast.

I am the Creator of the Earth,

I stretched out the heavens,

I’m the head of the Church.

When Adam fell, I had a plan,

John later said, ‘’Behold the Lamb’’.

The Lamb of God, who died for sin,

His blood was shed, your soul to win.

So here I Am, the Only Way,

Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ,

And thou shalt be saved.

– Kadecia Wilson

The Jamaican genie and the maid

Me is a humble maid

From Beverley Hills

And todder day mi whenna wish

That some kinda force

Cudda appear

And grant mi every wish

Same time a Jamaican Genie come

When di broom

Go swish, swish, swish

And sey I am the Jamaican Genie of di broom

Come to grant your

Every wish

A waan fi run

Jump outta mi skin

And grab on pon mi hair

When mi see di Genie

In black, green and gold

Appear outta tin air

Him sey, Miss Murelle

Of Tanna Grove

Do not look at me wid fear

I come to grant you two wishes

And free you of your care

I said, “I thought Genies

Gave three wishes”

Him sey wishes start tax now

And even Genie haffi start do

Overtime, fi dem family now

So mi wish fi fortune

And fi travel di Worl’

Just like mi Missis

Shopping on Rodeo Drive

And all dem type a wish

Mi Genie set mi up wid Green

Card

And by the snap of a finger, I felt free

Shopping in Milan and Curacao

Italy and gay Paree

Mi see Di Leaning Tower of Piza

Eiffel Tower and Taj Mahal

Marvelling how mi travelling di Worl’

But coo pan mi, poor gyal!

Mi see people pon bicycle

Riding in Bhutan

And bus a laugh when mi go a

Di U.S Capital

And when di President, sey “greetings massive”

Mi sey,”But cooyah, tan!”

Fimmi one Black President

Can chat patois too?! Better believe

Oh yes, he can.

Mi buy diamonds in India

Travel all di continents-

And in Iceland teck a spree

And drink Pina Colada

And Malta

Even In Fiji

But after mi travel di whole wide World

Mi start mi Jamaican tour

And touch back base

Pon di Land of Wood and Water

A eat Snapper

Pon Negril Shore.

– Lisa Gaye Taylor