Photo credit: Thought Catalog
Even though we were separated,
Across the Caribbean Sea—Jamaica,
I remember you, as I go along:
Our ancestral spirit carries us,
Through, a path, away from our,
Mother’s tongue:
Yet God was there—all along:
In our insecurities, doubts, shame,
Division, shakes us, scared us, break us,
Uplift us—change us, to experience,
The peace of God’s wisdom:
Still, I remember you Sis—our mother’s tongue:
As I go along, I thank you, Sovereign Spirit,
Cause, you, pour out your mighty love,
You never leave us; You forgave us,
And allow us—my sisters, to
“Sing, God’s Prophetic songs!
Empress Journee
