The day I lay my burden down

I am Jamaican born and raised but nowadays,I am lost between two shores,Toronto is fine but it ain't home, Montego Bay is home,But it ain't mine no more......i am i said,to no one there....Neil Diamond sings the saddest song ever.

Heart Flame With Desire

The day I lay this burden down

my weightless dream; you will consume my thoughts

I will basket your expensive pride on my head

and cruise the blue dome to wards you.

The desire to heal the pain within

consumption not easily quenched.

O! this wave of longing as slow death to me.

The speckle west Indian Julies mangoes,

tangerine ripe on a limb

bees nestled in  flowers of Spanish needles

O! God this yearning feels like the perpetual sin.

I promise the day I lay this burden down

this rebel heart will slay the beast-

touch the warm tropical sunset again

watch the scarlet sun over the golden horizon.

I shed my dead wishes to a new resurrected soul.