Saint Lucia on Fire Continue..
which contributes to all kinds of woe in once happy
Saint Lucia, my people it is almost closing time, skip
the last dance forgo the last drink, you are at peril if
you continue to rest easy and not fighting back, I see
there are still talkers who see the misfortune of the
Island, but remember talk is cheap if you don’t carry a
big stick and use it too.
Youths
of
Saint
Lucia,
some
of
your
parental
guardians
were
illiterate
but
they
found
it
necessary
to
make
a
way
to
provide
you
with
the
best
education
which
they
did
not
have,
the
majority
of
the
older
generation
is
still
illiterate
but
not
dumb,
why
do
you
think
they
suffer
to
educate
you,
yes
it's
to
someday
make
your
mark
in
the
community,
I
ask
you
how
are
you
making
your
mark?,
what
have
you
done
with
the
chance
offered
to
you
by
your
educators,
frankly
I
see
nothing,
you
have
done
nothing
to
improve
the
lives
of your now enslave parental guardian.
How
can
you
stand
idle
by
and
allowed
such
destruction
to
your
home
Island,
you
should
be
the
leader
of
tomorrow
that
was
their
goal
for
the
sacrifice
they
made
in
sending
you
to
get
the
best
education
be
it
at
the
local
entry-level
or
overseas,
yeah
I
don’t
hear
you,
are
you
all
death
and
blind
youths,
you
this
generation
should
now
have
rule
the
island,
all
I
see
is
a
bunch
of
old
sick
men
with
outdated
methods
and
wasted energy making deals to prosper themselves.
If
you
can
hear
me
you
have
the
power
in
youth,
you
have
the
power
in
understanding
how
technology
works,
you
have
the
power
to
make
a
difference,
put
your
minds
together
and
make
a
difference,
once
country
boys
and
city
boys
were
looking
down
at
each
other,
I
tell
you
my
youths
this
is
not
the
case
anymore,
quit
matching
genitals
sizes
with
each
other,
your
Island
home
is
on
fire
and
needs
a
combined
you.
Next below..
Where do we go from here
The gun revolutions
The big picture
Take warning
Show me a person with a vision
Self awarness
Religion is not the answer
piping to a diffrent tune
Once upon a time
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LETTERS TO SAINT LUCIA
Knowing that I cant immigrate, naturally
I must dictate for it is Up to Fate.