These are some Serious Times

“These are some serious times, all I can see around us is violence and crime…”, quoted by the new Reggae sensation called Gyptian. The times in Jamaica are really serious, it has really gone to a deploring state, and I have reached a point where I am personally disgusted with the media and those politicians (Both Parties). The media has exploited the innocence and the blood of our people by showcasing their hypocrisy, preying on their audience by injecting fear and negative portraits of Jamaica. They embrace telecommunications and show people having fun communicating but yet they enjoy seeing baby mothers cry for their slain young.

The politicians have created a garrison melting pot which they cannot control. Inner city violence has escalated to a state of national emergency. Weapons are now more valued than human resources, Area Dons spend more on their vehicles than on their communities. The Drug trade is now deeply tied into politics, extortion is everywhere.

Where is God, when you need him? There is at least one church found in every community of this island but no justice for the poor has been met. No one cares for the insane on the streets, or the young child walking bear footed in the rain.

Yet they (politicians) boast on their stock portfolios.

What is the use? Why complain everyday about the same situation that has been plaguing our people for centuries. I cannot recall the black race not going through some state of hardship. Yet Nazi’s protest and say they want us to go back home, when they were the ones that brought us to the western world.

What do they (The Oppressors) want from us? They may hit us with inflation and corruption but they will not have our souls. Only God knows the truth and why we are all oppressed and only God will save us all.

In the mean time, my reality exists within my environment and this article is a reflection of my environment, it affects me to see such a powerful set of people being exploited and hurt one another.

My Evolution

My evolution starts inside of me. In a world that seems to have no end or a beginning, in a time and space as void as infinity. JWM rise; JWM show yourself in all your glory, be all that you can be. My evolution starts inside of me.

My life is pain; my heart is filled with emotions which is as deep as the abyss. What a world we are living in, why do people have to die? Where is love? What is love?

What is the purpose of love when there is no purpose to love, or even someone to love? What is the sense of beauty when in cannot be showcased? What is the purpose of a lifestyle when there are no achievements? What is the purpose of Power when it is ruled by greed?

My Evolution starts now, I am human, I am apart of this time space continuum until the day I die, you all will remember me as JWM, forever, somewhere on this www, there will be 0s and 1s with a trace of my work.

I bleed for my work, I try to perfect my bad design, and I try to reach to that point of no return when I can say I am perfect! But for now it’s My Evolution.