Poem: Rasta Speak

Written by empressjournee

Photo Credit:Bill Fairs

“You multi-millionaire in, great mansions,

French, Latin, even Caribbean’s

the richest smile, laughter: with graceful dance

“is it real romance—lovers moon,

Pledging, “I do’s!”

Telling tales; not one empty chair—

singing the blues.

“You multi-millionaire, in great mansions!”

“Do you remember –the conscious Rasta man?”

*In honor of reggae singer Robert Nesta Marley

Empress Journee

About the author


This bio will be short. I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College. Mother of three and grandmother. I love to read and write poetry.

To those who have been a great support in reading my website and those who just came across this poetry this will be the ending of my poetic journey for now. I hope there will be a new chapter in my life that will be a success and inspired people to be far better in their thoughts, words and deeds. I am working on myself and it’s been hard.... yet I am getting there. When I began my poetry, I felt so deeply inspired. Now when I write I just write (feeling burned out of all that has occurred and is occurring) and I am feeling as if my poetry isn’t moving in the manner that I feel it should because I have not place myself in a position to be active reading my poetry at live venues for my own personal reason. I wanted to thank those who took the time to read my poetry especially my love ones. Thank you for being on the journey with me. Peace and blessings.

Empress Journee