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Sunday, 11 December 2011

Jamaica

Jamaica

I hear you
I hear your distant call
Through the mountains it echoes

I see you and watch your mane
Twist in the sunlight
Riding on the crystal breeze

I feel you, feel the power
The great dignity
That never will be tame

I watch and see a might
Carried on limbs
That strides out with your pride

Nature is your neighbour
And the sea your tears
The white beach your place to rest
Away from passing cares

But your eyes, the people
Reflect so all can see
Your heart beats in their gaze
Exposed with soul set free

Jamaica the lion
I here your roar
But I have felt your heart beat
Jamaica in my core

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