I AM THE WRITER OF THIS POEM AND CERTAINLY MORE THAN THAT EXIST
I AM THE PERSON WHO WALK OUT OF DI EMBASSY WID A SMILE WHEN I EXITS

THE PERSON WHO A LOAD BUS A HALF WAY TREE AND A LOOK OUT FI BABYLON
IM THE MAN IN THE BLUE SEAM, RED SEAM, CORPORAL LOOKING TO SEE IF BOBBY WRONG

IM THE PERSON SELLING PEANUT WHILE THE CART WHISTLE LIKE A REF INNA REGGAE BOYZ GAME
I AM THE COACH CARRYING A TEAM OF 22 YUTES WITH A DREAM..JUST TO SEE A NATIONAL FAME

THE MAN  WHO A PLAY PON IRIE FM A MORNING TIME...OR THE ONE ON ZIP COLLECTING PAYOLA AS A DISC JOCK
IM THE ONE SLEEPING ON A CARDBOARD UNDER THE CENTRE OF THIS CLOCK..THE SIDEWALK IS MY PISS POT

IM THE ONE BEATING THE NYAHBINGI DRUMS..MORALLY IM ON A TEACHING TEAM..ON THE PATH TO REACH IN DREAM
IM THE ONE WHO HAS LOSS ALL HOPE AS A BLACK MAN...SO IM THE ONE WHO HAS TO USE BLEACHING CREAM

IM THE MAN!!! IM THE ONE!!! WHO WIN SPELLING BEE AND GET A OVERSEAS SCHOLARSHIPS
IM THE MAN FROM THE GARRISON WHO LIMITS HIS EDUCATION TO GREEN AND RED AND FOLLOW TRICKS OF THIS POLITICS

IM THE MAN WHO WORKS FOR CLARO, THE MAN SELLING FLEX CARD ON THE STREET SIDE..ONE WHO A PROMOTE LIME
THE MAN WHO A PIMP OFF WHITE PPL...EVEN THO MI A PUSH RAFT AND TUN TOUR  GUIDE AT THE SAME TIME!!!

IM THE MAN!!! IM THE ONE!!! WHO BREAK A WORLD RECORD WHEN ALL I EYES ON ME LIKE GROCERY INNA MR CHIN SHOP
THE ONE WHO A PUSH THE MUSIC OUT THERE...WHETER IT SPEAK CONSCIOUS, LIBERAL OR THE THING SLACK

CALL ME THE POTHOLE IN THE ROAD THAT DOESNT GET FIX TILL ENUMERATION DAY
THE ONE STANDING IN LONG LINES WAITING ON REDUNDANT MONEY...OR FOOD STAMP FI PAY

IM THE MAN!!!!!!............................................. AND I GIVE COUPLE SECONDS OF SILENCE FOR PPL WHO DIED FOR A CAUSE
CAUSE IM THE MAN...IM THE MAN WHO PUSH MY SELF TO A LIMIT AND NEVER GAVE UP....NEVER PAUSE

IM THE MAN ON THE STREET WHO A BADMIND U FI U BLACK BERRY PHONE OR EVEN THE GANJA SPLIFF
THE MAN WHO SPLASH U UP WID MI RANGE ROVER....AND EVEN THE MAN WHO SEE U AND SAY "HELLO!! U WANT A LIFT?"

IM THE MAN WHO A LEAD ALLIANCE....THE MAN WHO A DON FI GAZA....
THE MAN WHO MIX MORTAR CEMENT AND PUT EEN STEEL FI BUILD A PLAZA

NEED I SAY MORE...BUT I WILL SAY IM THE MAN...TILL U EARS DRUM BUSS AND MI JAW CORNA SOAR
IM THE MAN OFFERING U BLESSINGS, THE MAN WHO A GI U OBEAH INNA BOKKLE...THE MAN WHO A POISON...THE MAN WHO A CURE

IM THE MAN WHO HAS NO AIM, THE MAN WHO BELIEVES IN KILL, KILL, KILL,THE TEEF, THE TAKER
IM THE ONE WITH AMBITION AND DESTINY....THE POINT IS WHETER GOOD OR BAD..I AM!!! I AM!!!.....JAMAICA