We live here in Barbados because the conditions of life are standard and we expect them. Al the amenities are expected and if the electricity go out in the neighborhood I always hear the screams of dissention from the neighbors. Don’t expect us to take this all then and not gripe about the things we strive to achieve but fail at. I wrote poems that I thought the newspapers would have gladly used. I send my poetry to all the radio shows but only one host reads them. I hope to deliver a message in my acrostic poetry but many ignore it. What other poet do you know in the world has written a book on President Barack Obama, 240 pages of all acrostics. Who cares! Which poet churns out acrostic poetry within minutes of hearing a broadcasted message and responds to in with a poem? Yes, I am belly aching!

 

I Am Belly Aching I have running water from my pipes   And food I get readily without any gripes My Government pays for most of my health care   Business boom around me year after year Every one in my family is free to come and go Leisure from good salaries and fine dining they know Learned from free education at a great University Yet I feel like my country does little for me   All these privileges we fought for long ago were attained Can’t still be counted as unusual gain Hope now runs with audacity that I can achieve Inland recognition cause I choose to believe Now, I have expectations great but my country snubs me   Got only a select few who even reads my poetry