The Well Versed section is dedicated to poets in Cayman who have emotions to convey and stories to tell through their poetry. Here are offerings from recent submissions.
MC Christian
Ode to Cayman
There is a place where darkness reigns,
where blood flows through the streets like veins.
Sunlight is replaced with clouds and rain,
as joy and laughter are drowned in pain.
This is a place of greed and the pursuit of pleasure.
Power, lust and rage… these we treasure.
Fire sales on morals, ethics and scruples.
Seems like each year the crime rate quadruples.
What an absolute paradise
for those who are hell bound.
Corruption, bribes and blackmail abound.
Sex sells, so we sell our daughters to the perverted.
Oh well, do tell, it’s progress so it’s worth it.
Christian, who started writing poetry as a teenager, says his poem is “my take on what the new national anthem could be if we do not change the course of the ‘good ship’ Cayman.”
Nasaria Budal
Miss, Ma’am
Miss……Ms…..Mrs…..
She, Her, Lady…..Madam
These are the titles they give me
But WOMAN I am!
A mother, sister, aunt
Put on this earth to bear fruit
To make happy that one man
Designed to be my perfect suit
To mend the clothes and make the beds
Ensure the laces are tied
Answer all of the probing questions
And play the role of ‘Life’s Guide’
Fight for my rights, a voice to be heard
Climb stronger and faster
And everything a man can do
Learn how to master
Ward off those undressing stares
Lend a deaf ear to the derogatory advances
Donned in my skirt suit and Manolo Blahniks
As I manage the home, marriage AND the finances
Skin as thick as cow hide, mind as swift as an arrow
Multitasking the day’s necessities, that’s me
Homework checks, last-minute presentations
This WOMAN, I tell you, is an anomaly
Pushed to my limits to cross every ‘T’ and dot every ‘I’
Cover all of the bases in my rhythmic stride
Creating new solutions to life’s struggles
Dead set to protect and provide
Invincible no matter the challenge
Pushing through like a charging ram
Grabbing life by the horns
This WOMAN, this Madam.
Nasaria
penned her first poem as a young child and has been passionately writing since. She enjoys writing creatively and appreciates the way words in general have a way of transpiring feelings and emotions to even the most aloof stranger.
She’s working on a novel inspired by a number of bizarre events that have happened in her life and hopes to have the first draft completed in 2012 (though she’s also juggling a full-time job and parenting three young kids
, so the timeline may be a bit fluid!)
If you are interested in seeing your poetry in the Weekender, go ahead and send us an email. Send us your poems and a brief intro to yourself and the poem to [email protected]
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