DRINK FROM MY CALABASH

THE SEA WALL

Always blasting the old coastland
From Point Playa to Springland
Daily taking the beating and all
Was and is the good old Sea Wall
Firstly built by the good old Dutch
And now have some of other’s touch
Like Don Quixote she clasped the waves
Reminiscent of Guyana Arawak’s braves
With dirt and concrete so reinforced
Battling the Atlantic Ocean’s course
Eight feet below sea level still
As the foaming froth try to fill
The land with her muddy salt sea water
Standing her ground and getting stronger
Over spill sucked up by waiting crab-grass
As the sea wall looks upon this as eye-pass
And the waters shyly ebbs away
Only to be returned another day
The old man watching the brackish waters
Heedless of the local bat and ball cricketers
Waiting  for the right time and tide
To throw his cast-a-net far and wide
As a gull flitters nearby as an imp
For the discarded fish or shrimp
And life goes on as farmers forge ahead
Thinking of their crops and homestead
Not knowing how much pressure it‘d take
Or when and where the sea-wall could break

The sea-wall is alive as day is nearly closing
Some come for walks others at their choosing
Lovers holding hands and watch the sunset
True and even taboo unions try to forget
What will befall them with their confessions
For then inter-marriage could cause fractions
Partly the sea-wall is covered with graffiti
As trustful hearts keep it out of boundary
The wall can tell of broken hearts and tears
Of peers and fears which fell on deaf ears
And as you follow the sea-wall to the city
You see lovers smooching in many an alley
They are on bicycles or just standing
Looking into one another’s eyes talking
As the waters lash the sea-wall with sprays
Likewise hearts and desires are in a blaze
Looking across the sea each with  dreams
For life abroad hatching plots or schemes
Concentrating on emotions so fervent
Oblivious of all in that environment

I AM A COOLIE(P…

I AM A COOLIE(PART ll)

 

I AM A COOLIE

(Part 11)

As stated before when

I went into the coolie den

There wouldn’t have been any Guyana

Without any coolies from Mother India

Our dharma is the best in the world

Made us and as others blood curled

Very proud Coolies in that clime

Our forefathers had a rough time

From Brahmins to Musahar                  

Chatris and Madrassies so far

They came bare without luggage

They left all their bias baggage

When they boarded the ships

But they made lasting kinships

Yes they have become jahajis[1]

Thank the Lord they did this

They’ve passed on their robust genes

And have developed unique cuisines

Good broughtupsy and etiquette

Maybe it was ordained as kismet

Some call it discipline or broad leather

Knock heads, bramble licks Oh brother!

Also known as cut rass

Which you get in class

We did not need anyone to teach us about the truth

Respect for other people’s property and being couth

We went to school to learn

Listen to our teachers

Not to yap on the phone

Or to moan and groan

Not to play video games

But focus and have aims

Not to disrupt classes

Like confound asses

From birth we were keen

About personal hygiene

Our parents took much care

Let us use clean underwear

Wash your face and at a very early age

Brushing teeth even if its with blacksage

Wash your hands before you eat

And after you touch the toilet seat

And take your shoes off, after entering

Never wear them to bed when sleeping

Cover your mouth when you cough

Whether you are poor or well off

It was a way of life

To respect wild-life

And you can get a sweet good swift

Kick in the ass for being a spendthrift

What you don’t have you never spend

You will be better off in the long end

They preached at with a good tongue lash

Wait until you can afford to buy it for cash

We build our houses then we built our homes

We make do living with parents in their domes

We never owe the banks

Later on we say thanks

To our coolie parents, we’re never caught

In any financial quagmire or so wrought

We’ve become the best

Shown test after test

Having the coolies spending their last cent

To educate their children as others hell bent

Spending unwisely as if there is no tomorrow

Until the bills come in with long faced sorrow        

We’ve built villages and cities better than the rest

In Essequibo, Corentyne to the far off  Northwest

We became linguists learning English, Hindi

Urdhu, speaking  Patwa with even a koorhee

Sing old time songs dance if the tassa call

Play the harmonium and knock the dhantal

Belt out chatneys at social gatherings

Yet deep down we’re humble earthlings

Living our life to suit us

As others making fuss

We belong to Hindus, Muslims, Christians

And try to forget and erase all racial demons

Celebrating Eid, Christmas and all holidays

Wait for Phagwah to play with abeer always

Near the Mosque sits the Hindu temple

Overlooking the Church is just a sample

Showing coolies around the world

With jai hind and our flag unfurled

We can show other nations how to live in peace

Like Rohan Kanhai hitting a six from his crease.


[1] These pioneers who came from Mother India
Are the East Indians today with a proud dharma

That’s still practiced with vigor and zest

For they had the stamina to come West


1. THE JAHAJIS

AMERICA BLEW IT…

AMERICA BLEW IT AGAIN

Watching American Idol with my wife she was shocked when Joshua was blind-sided. I wasn’t, I told her he lost because he was black. Then last night Jessica was robbed[1]. I said, “I told you so”. I said she lost because she is not white. I am not a racialist; let’s get that clear and straight.

Well let’s check the record starting with slavery which took a civil War to quell, yet racialism is still rampant in good old America. These are the offspring of folks who would not allow blacks to sit up front in a bus, who refused to sell or cater to them, refused to drink from the same tap just because they were black.

Case and point, when the second term came up for Barak, the Republicans without asking or being provoked said “their sole wish was to make Barak a one term President,” and this was just because he was black.

In the wars (Vietnam, Korea, Iraq, Afghanistan) blacks fought alongside whites but when they returned home to the USA they were snubbed and never given the respect and veterans’ benefits they deserved. Remember the Tuskegee experiment which prompted President Clinton to say.”The United States government did something that was wrong—deeply, profoundly, morally wrong. It was an outrage to our commitment to integrity and equality for all our citizens clearly racist.”  Yea! only in America.!!!

There is no doubt, as acknowledged by the 3 judges, Jimmy, and all Canadians, watching American Idol that Joshua was over the top in talent for singing and showmanship, yet because he was black, he was blindsided by the white votes for Phillips. Why? Because Joshua is black. This kind of racial hatred would continue to happen in America until the last sad sly soul of the last son or daughter of former slave owners pass away.

 

 


[1] This was the general consensus of The View on Thursday morning. May 24th,2012

I AM A COOLIE(P…

I AM A COOLIE

(Part1)

As stated before when

I opened the coolie door

There wouldn’t

Have been any Guyana

Without any coolies

Our darma’s the best in the world

Helped made us what we are are

Very damn proud Coolies

Our forefathers had a rough time

 From Brahmins to Musahars

Chatris and Madrassies

They left all their baggage

When they boarded the ships

But thank the Lord they did

They have passed on

Their robust genes

To their children’s children

We’d good broughtupsy

Some call it discipline

We call it broad leather

Slap, knock heads

Bramble licks

Also known as cut rass

At home and at school

We didn’t need anyone

To teach us about the truth

About respect for elders

 For other people’s property

We went to school to learn

Listen to our teachers

Not to yap on the phone

Play video games

Disrupt classes

We knew from birth

About personal hygiene

To use clean underwear

Brush our teeth

Wash our hands before

Be mannerly

Take your hat before entering

Take your shoes off

Never wear them to bed

Cover your mouth

When you cough

It was a way of life

And talk about being thrift

You never ever spend

What you don’t have

If you can’t buy it for cash

Then wait until you can

We build our houses

Then we built our homes

Sometimes we make do

Living with parents

We never owe the banks

Later on we say thanks

To our coolie parents

And so we’re not be caught

In any financial quagmire

We’ve become the best

Having the coolies

Spending their last cent

To educate their children        

We’ve built villages and cities

Which stand out from the rest

We became linguists

Learning English, Hindi

Urdhu and Patwa

We still sing our old time songs

Play the harmonium and dhantal

Dance when the tassa drums call

Belt out our chatneys

At social gatherings

And live our life to suit us

As others making fuss

We belong to various faiths

Hindus, Muslims, Christians

We celebrate all holidays

We pray for Eid

Get ready for Christmas

And can’t wait for Phagwah

The Hindu temple

Sits near the Mosque

Overlooking the Church

The coolies around the world

Can show other nations

How to live in peace

mothers’ day

MOTHERS

Without mothers we surely won’t be here
It’s fitting to celebrate one day of the year
But after being motherly for 365 days
We really should show it in more ways
For these beautiful people mothers
Who’re our aunts, wives and sisters
Our over worked nurses, and doctors
Our friends and everyday teachers
Yet in some places of this planet
Not a tiny respect they don’t get
They are abused and denied their right
And stopping this wrong is not in sight
Mothers are very precious
Their meals are delicious
For the socks or shirt you can’t find
A mother is there to soothe your mind
If you are lazy and leave your room in a mess
She’ll fret but she’ll clean it I have to confess
Some kids’ eyes are covered with wool
Then motherhood to them is ungrateful
They love you with faults anyhow
They will even face a butting cow
If someone ever threaten a mother’s young
Even if you threaten to cut out their tongue
They will defend their young so gallantly
And you will always have their loyalty
They are the bulwark of the health systems
They’re more precious than diamond or gems
No matter how warring with flags we unfurled
Our loving mothers brought us into this world

Thanks.
Naraine Datt

MOTHERS

Without mothers we surely won’t be here
It’s fitting to celebrate one day of the year
But after being motherly for 365 days
We really should show it in more ways
For these beautiful people mothers
Who’re our aunts, wives and sisters
Our over worked nurses, and doctors
Our friends and everyday teachers
Yet in some places of this planet
Not a tiny respect they don’t get
They are abused and denied their right
And stopping this wrong is not in sight
Mothers are very precious
Their meals are delicious
For the socks or shirt you can’t find
A mother is there to soothe your mind
If you are lazy and leave your room in a mess
She’ll fret but she’ll clean it I have to confess
Some kids’ eyes are covered with wool
Then motherhood to them is ungrateful
They love you with faults anyhow
They will even face a butting cow
If someone ever threaten a mother’s young
Even if you threaten to cut out their tongue
They will defend their young so gallantly
And you will always have their loyalty
They are the bulwark of the health systems
They’re more precious than diamond or gems
No matter how warring with flags we unfurled
Our loving mothers brought us into this world

Thanks.
Naraine Datt

ABUNDANCE

ABUNDANCE

A quick glance at the headlines

And it makes your inside binds

All you read are the dark days ahead

Listening to what the doomsayers said

Concerns about growing population

And beware now! we have to ration

Energy, water and food shortages

As we listen and take it in stages

Using all our force just to fill

As parents take another pill

Easing the stress of the women and men

Or what’s in store for their grand children

Everything is farther from this proclamation

For we are ushering in radical transformation

Artificial intelligence, robotics and infinite computing

Ubiquitous broadband networks, digital manufacturing

Nanomaterials, synthetic biology

Many breakthrough technology

This will make us far better than our seers

Than they did before in the last 200 years

Every second they’ve deluged our senses

As our amygdale prepares for defenses

To win yes, that is what we always want

Once turned on it becomes hypervigilant

Sorting apart the critical from the casual

For anything that threatens our survival

These days we’re media saturated

By the TV and radio we’re blasted

Vying for our amygdala’s attention

The weak eats up all the sick potion

For if it bleeds it leads works

Preached by our media jerks

Saying terrorists may attack

Coming from back-track

That the economy could nose dive

As the big boys giving high five

The amygdale can’t tell the difference

 So we’re always left without a balance

It won’t shut down unless the threat is vanished

Meanwhile all their evil scams have flourished

Even the poor today in America have much access by far

To water, telephone, toilet, television, air cond. and a car

Go back 150 years and the richest barons (robber)

Had less even in Africa today than a Masai warrior

Today he has a smart phone with Google

And with bragging rights that he is able

With a feast of features, watch, stereo, camera, video camera

Voice recorder, video telecom. equipment and a GPSs tracker

A library of books and dictionaries, films, and every game

And today the life for every native or Masai is not the same

This would’ve cost any rich man $1 Million  20 years ago

Today it’s owned by all the CEO’s or a man from the ghetto

To his friends he’s much more to brag and show

More than his mighty president did 25 years ago

And good things are happening all over the globe

Information-based technologies are on the probe

An $8 million supercomputer now sits in your pocket

Its affordable today and a must in every man’s budget

Philanthropists creating more than they prefer to hoard

And more do-it-yourself innovators coming on board

Finally a real global conversation is taking place

Just recently Elbert L. Rutan flew into space

Dr.Craig Venter[1] was able to bring home

The race to sequence the human genome

Dan Kamen tackling water scarcity invented a water purifier

And that means polluted water, seawater, even latrine water

Can be turned into the sweet purest water on earth

Making water around the world less than its worth

Spending millions like Bill gates to eradicate malaria

And Naveen Jain is crusading against poverty in India

Pam Omidyar is bringing electricity to the world

And many others letting their geniuses unfurled

And the sagacious writing is seen on the wall

Bringing a potent force of abundance for all

 

 

Thanks,

Naraine Datt

 

Ps. Your feedback is welcomed.

 

 


[1] Dr.Craig Venter, the pioneering US geneticist behind the experiment, said the achievement heralds the dawn of a new era in which new life is made to benefit humanity, starting with bacteria that churn out biofuels, soak up carbon dioxide from the atmosphere and even manufacture vaccines.

 

Cancer

Breast cancer. because the modern woman don’t want to breast feed their babies. They are too pre-occupied with shape and looks.The milk left behind,causes cancer and the experts wouldn’t tell the world, because the Cancer eradication business is a big multi-million dollar business.