NEGRIL Ahhhh Jamaica

by @tymenus

Search a seven mile beach of a place they call Negril… The Rasta man will ask you, Are you ready for a thrill? To Arthur’s, Ricks , and Mom’s Hotel or Catch a Falling Star… Ya Mon, it’s bout respect , remember who you are… The coastal waters bind you, to a crystal aqua sea. The fruit lady sells star apples, then sings a harmony The people share a common bond of love, hope and freewill… Ahh… the places you will travel, will never match Negril… So sing your song Jamaica, The message loud and clear… Your breath, one love…for all of us …Is what I hold so dear.

By @Tymenus on twitter.
You can find her other poems at tymenus.tumblr.com