Part of a series of poems produced by the Fantastic Five, a group of incarcerated women in Antigua and Barbuda who participated in a six week Writing/Communications programme facilitated by Brenda Lee Browne who encouraged them to Just Write. “This group of five is made up of first time writers, women who did not know that they could write,” Browne noted. She was proud in the end of what they’d produced. “It takes courage to share your work, read out loud your personal interpretation of life,” she noted. We tend to have an out of sight, out of mind attitude to people who’ve run afoul of the law and been locked away from society. This series of poems reminds us that, like anyone else, they just want to be heard.
MY BLACK MAN – WHO’S MY BLACK MAN?
Every time my black man smiles he brightens up my day like sunshine
I love it when he says ‘baby girl drop it like it’s hot’
Can’t forget the frozen grapes he loves to eat from me
When he’s naked he looks like a million dollars
When he dresses up he looks like a fresh, brand new dollar bill
He loves to sing reggae music but when he dances he chants like a
When I’m with my 6’2 tall black man I feel most protected with his broad
Shoulders around my body
My black man is smart and educated just like an English dictionary
When he opens his mouth to speak he just comforts me like a new born baby
When I look into his beautiful brown eyes I see faith and love in us
He caresses me when I’m upset to make me happy again
When he needs relaxation he draws from some sensimellia and a bottle of brown
Bitter brew – Guinness
When I’m with my black man I’m sexy and dressed to tease – full black suit with a
Little pink, can’t forget the 5 inch heels
That special occasion brings out the wildness in me
I always try to keep a smile on my black man
He’s loving me
I always tell my black man “I never met a piece of chocolate I didn’t like’
Who’s my black man?
My black man is unconditional love – Jah Cure
By Jay Marie Chin©2011
These pieces from the writing/communications programme facilitated by Brenda Lee Browne, in the women’s section of Antigua and Barbuda’s prison in 2011, are posted here with the writers’ permission as relayed to us by Browne. This is for the purpose of sharing the fruits of their creative labour. Copyright of these pieces remain the preserve of the writers and, as is the case with all Wadadli Youth Pen Prize/Wadadli Pen content should not be copied, distributed, transmitted, used for commercial purposes, altered, transformed, or built upon without the consent of the copyright holders. All other site content is created by me (Joanne C. Hillhouse) or, in the case of winning Wadadli Pen stories, the specific authors unless otherwise indicated. The same rules apply.