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Samana & Beyond

We deserve to be

Where We Stand,

Where we started The Planting.

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Antigua, Barbados, Cuba, Haiti, Honduras,

México, Dominican Republic, Belize

Jamaica, Costa Rica, Panama, Venezuela,

Colombia, Grenada, St. Vincent, Virgin Islands, Guyana

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Trinidad, El Salvador, Puerto Rico, Ecuador.

Kenya, Angola, Ethiopia, Niger, Nigeria, Cameros.

Water, sand, rocks, sky, moon, sun, air.

Seeds planted from the First

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to step on Shores.

Planted to blossom in Millenniums

and Epochs approaching for Reclamation

And Jubilation.

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Seeds flowering into Return

throughout

Our United Sites,

all over the world.

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Massa-adchu-es-et roots,

Wampanoag earth,

Forever.

Cell Phone Rap: I Don’t Need to Know

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I don’t need to know

On the street, on the bus on the train, on the go

I don’t need to know

Your business, your woes, or your pedicured toes

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You’re on your cell phone…Loud

Enough-to make a bi-polar person proud

Your dress, your makeup, your hair, your style

Right! I need to know –your wild?

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Polluting the air

With overdose environment climate change

Acting like a howling/ hollering hurricane

On your cell phone, deafening tone

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 Bravado-Swag, verbose- dragging everybody down with your

No class mad, no etiquette, profanity, long winded, posturing sass

YO girl, Lady I don’t need to know

Your man’s been bad

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And you tried to knock your girlfriend down the stairs

Right!  I don’t want or need to know

That’s what the cell phone is for?

You don’t have to talk to yourself anymore?

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You can let everybody near and around know

That you’re crazy and your best friend is lazy

And you can make your rival flip

Get it right girl!  I don’t need to know

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And I don’t need to know my man

How bad you are

That you can punch a brother down

With your grit and your angry fit

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That you hustled all the money

On a tip, even as you trip

On some sweetie that you hit

I don’t need to know, all your business

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I can go home…work…and whip all of it

If I could put you in a cell phone bully app

Forget the code and keep you trapped

What I need to know -how to shut you down

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And take …

my nap.

  • Mr. Fred L. Price, author, Journeys
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