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Jamaica on my mind

I got the inspiriation for these poetic words from listening to an old ong

And it is making miss my home even more than before

To cry for a place was never something I thought I would do

But with my home so far away I'm not sure of what's ahead

I just dream of peaceful things as I lay my teary eyes asleep in my bed

I wrap my head with the colours of my flag

And think of things I use to have

And although to cry over spilt milk is no good

I feel my heart telling me I should

Because to be happy is what we all truly want

And to neglect the thought of happiness once

Is to forget my past

And I cannot forget the thing that made me [me]

And so Jamaica is on my mind

Not from time to time

Or now and then

But this tropical place will never leave me

Not for a second

It beckons in my head like a memory of death

That's haunts my existence and plagues my mind

And If you look I'm sure it's appearant in my eyes

But with this quiet situation holding me back

To my fiending and my missing I cannot react

With love lost so deeply into my soul

I pray for the day when I will go home.