Monday, November 12, 2007

for the Ancestor Clive Bradley's earthday


The New York Times acknowledged that "Mr. Bradley was one of the most skillful and admired practitioners of a longstanding Carnival tradition".


Clive Bradley
Veteran Steelband Arranger
1936-2005

ogun lives on (for clive bradley)



was up spring flow road
we met and it was raining
sxango was peeling. So
we sheltered under a mango tree
discussing heritage issues
both adamant of the need
to protect the arts for prosperity
he agreed with a sparkle in his eyes
reminding me of struggle for pan
plus where it was today
i countered i was a writer
and he smiled at me suggesting
that one day too i would stand sheltering
from yemanja here
to yet tell a youth
just as he was doing same
i queried whether he understood
power of Orishas
protecting our PAN
he accepted ...
so today i shout:
Ogun lives on...

as i pour libations for this the general...
whose music
and company i am proud
to announce i had
pleasure to enjoy
ashe
RK

poem published as tribute
on panonthenet

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

well

choices made... worry not
taps remain dry and dey rejoice
no beds in de hospital
dey rejoice

crime rampant
dey rejoice

dem made a choice albeit not a popular one

Monday, November 05, 2007

orange revolution-Trinidad & Tobago voting



sober with silence
orderly out their homes
seasoned an' virgin devotees
cherishing right to
cast hopes
an' dreams in a booth
evidenced by a stained index finger

were the pollsters correct?
did the marginals suffice?
would the masses be set free?

shall our voices be raised victorious in the streets?

tis' revolution of colour promised

roi kwabena

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

international poetry day 2007


SURE REDS

so it is -if yuh aint red

yuh considered dead

me fadder say is victory an’ strength

like we flag unfurled;

ah hear from young : red woman badd

so only eat julie mango if it red

orisha flag red

red as akoko blood fuh sacrificed libation

kalenda man bois tie wid red cloth tuh

fuh de spirits to bust nuff head

jammette does also dress up in red

to giddy man head more dan babash

spiritual baptist mudder red headtie prophesy

ringing bells on de corner

black power red

vast demonstrating power tuh de people

soldiers mutiny an’ de hills ran red

wen coast guard guns bombarded

til’ false amnesty teken fuh granted

as ah muslim in Trinidad

yuh wont be caught dead wearin’ red

except on Hosay midnight

as a flag bearing Shiite

or fasting devotee dancing ah heavy red sun

buh some extremist consider red sin full…

djab colour full ah sexual passions

like bacchanal red for j’ouvert in de blistering early sun

angry protestors marched around de embassy in red jersey

“hands off Grenada! Hands off Cuba!”

til’ sadly.. leadership crisis reared ah ugly head

proletariat blood flowed red in de streets from Fort Rupert

as Maurice like a moor now bishop violently deposed

plus USA wid self appointed red acolytes invaded

dat bloody sad October month in Grenada

was really hot! red hot in dem days

communist…PRG member or Rasta Socialist Marxist Leninist

haunted from door tuh door

soon too red house parliament was invaded for ah coup

an’ dis time de streets ah Port of Spain flowed red wid blood

like wen Ineri rub down red wid roucou

tuh massacre umpteen espanol in sangre grande

or wen nuff rioters pelt big stone

at ah stained glass tuh honour Columbus statue

inna de same red house

fuh Governor Moloney tun red in anger

buh now wen is Hindu Holi time

in mount gay abandon we wood be awash in abeer

singing parang fuh christmas in red

or holier dan thou follow katholic procession

in red fuh la divina pastora

den came de real football fever days

all de way from Port of Spain tuh Nuremburg

fuh de world cup

oui boys in red : soca warriors

de place was awash in red

over a million painted up in red

till de English man pull oui player in red locks

we lose de game

red wid disappointment

so we wine widout cryin’ an’ paint the town red

2007-elections ‘round de corner

politricks in red

oui red again

PNM in red supporters vowing victory befor’ voting

wyle CoP split from UNC shouting

dem rally go be de real RED

even mandey in ah red beret


see reds, sometimes ah does see red

knowin’ me patrimony siphoned abroad

in ah rich hydrocarbon producin’ country

before it red in de sky foredey morn

many still hav tuh watchman standpipe fuh water

if yuh aint red?

it may not last as long as de red house fire

© ROI KWABENA

Sunday, September 30, 2007

ELECTIONS 2007 Trinidad & Tobago




no smell


new(s) ‘tory
like zandolee
travels fast
murder
comess
spells
new party

concerted robberies
in congested daytime traffic
perplexed motorists
and apparently deranged local residents
casting roles of parasite and prey
via the internet

exploding vehicle windscreens
ramped occupants staring helplessly
screams of protests aside
mental illness and lost of property

who comes at my door
offering poll cards, brazen smiles
usual t-shirts.. regular ten days
scented breath begging consent
of my index finger

oblivious to
poverty
breeding crime

as if rotting dogs don’t smell

Sunday, September 23, 2007

rePUBLIC DAY 2007 : Trinidad & Tobago

provocation

beads of perspiration
anticipating exhalation, harbouring
incessant cramps. Pervading rancid
aroma of rotting cabbage
curdling calabash enthrals. So
minister protest price of flour
racist hairstyle exclusion, induced
weather patterns wreck my islands. Please
arrest this provocation

Mechanised imported wigs unable to protect
robbed and beaten retired heads of states, impounded
BE- oh-ac/dc leased planes, airport bomb threats, frozen
bank accounts, criminal deportees, luxury flats,
wire-tapping. Charges, arrests
and more charges. Please
arrest this provocation

stew sour tamarind innocence banished
leh go beast on the loose
school boys running like mad from police
untreated violent behaviour, feeding trauma
stranger, unfamiliar faced passenger
friend or maxi taxi driver
victim to a high-tech villain
without identification. Please
arrest this provocation

murders, gang-warfare, common assault
of prisoners or mps . Violent pop
concerts linked to aggressive
behaviour shot up by police. Testing
entrance examinations. Forgotten
communities where fear reigns. Please
arrest this provocation

government officials pray with feuding gang-leaders
robberies, drive-by shootings, kidnapping,
slain police officers families at funerals
blazing road blocks rubbished. Terrified
shot up bystanders as
as if escaped from saint anns
with messages. Please
arrest this provocation

venerable small business proprietors
their kidnapped siblings
chorale beseeching prime security minister
for gun licences. Ongoing arguments over constitution,
extraditions, regulations , crime legislations. Assassinations
acquisitions, accusations. Please
arrest this provocation

cabildo without spanish expatriates
disrespected douglas, afrikans an' east indians,
legal appointments, consultants, foreign archbishop,
voter padding, ransom payments, hustling q-cees,
drugs washed ashore, victims of crime
innocent without redress. Please
arrest this provocation

gun running syndicates, another olympian
promised an accommodation. Stolen chalice
of communion, daylight police shooting
civilians an' bandits, coup rumours
missing army hardware, stolen uniforms
uzis ablaze mayhem, terror senseless
parrying with death. Please
arrest this provocation

insinuations of criminals in
almost every home. Venal politicians,
sellers of cloth exposed. Faulty nuts
causing caroni explosions. Please
arrest this provocation





vows neglected


"...Oh land of fairest beauty
we vow our lives to duty
and vow this day
and vow this day to serve thee..."



trembling beneath our feet
gazing lovingly
our new fluttering flag
unaware our unborn not free
of post-modern terror

lingering ailment
scourge of inequality
manifests
such vulgarity not bashful

descendants of Columbus
dictated the voyage forward
we still draw water and
tend to massa's venal estates

we pledged our lives
to serve a nation
now limping along
bearing scars of unnecessary trials

this is my mother trinago
here poui still blooms
manatee in seclusion
as leather-backs lay eggs
crabs run at full moon
caiman there about

land of fairest beauty
where/here slain innocents
are accepted

still the poor folks
defending rubbished road blocks
or rummaging
at la basse
neglecting public health
polluting environment
as ink dries on signed contracts with foreign concerns
for further pillage of resources

=

Friday, September 21, 2007

for one who truly cared





when
inputs
      are shared
without
reservations
 
and language is
        but a task-unnecessary
 
          enter
      gumma
      oz
      dabbar
 
for omega has departed from
                  alpha's chamber
                  with out music [ muse]