Just Forward On
Author: Rev. Denise Smith-Lewis
Winner: 2nd place – Poetry 18 and over
Uncle Jay smiles broadly, his tear-glistened eye beams
“That’s my daughter you know!” he says, turning to the
stranger at his side.
“Is first class honours she get!” He exclaims with
“What a way how me baby girl turn big time scholar!”
“It was rough going fuh me, cause me Vee die and leave
An me fuh raise deh ten o’ dem alone, dat was a
But me farward on, an did me best, didn’t murmur nor
Me jus cry out to the Almighty Lard, again and again.
“Plenty times me feel like giving up, me couldn’t tek
it no more.
Me wanted fuh lie down side me Vee, on dat peaceful
But dem ten pickney look to me everyday fuh daily
So all dat talk ‘bout giving up, me get dem out me
“Fuh feed ten pickney nuh easy, nuh! Food disappear in
Sometimes me swear say, we was infested wid a million
Then clothes, an shoes, an school. Lard, what a
But me farward on, an see to it, dem get one good
“So, now, me baby graduate, ah me feel like a one
Fuh see a dis what all me hard work an sacrifice
De sky is de limit, everything possible in sight.
Lard, thank you, fuh help me do something right.
“So son, whatever your struggle, you too, can achieve.
Never give up on your dreams, always believe!
When you fall, ‘rouse youself, nuh stay trodden dong,
Get up again with courage an jus farward on!”
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