A Poem by Tulsi Dyal Singh
Backoo, Jumbie and Firerass
of recognizably different talents
in a widely circulated video clip
claimed that they have been collectively maligned
by the archbishop of full repentance
who intimated that it was their handiwork
that caused delays and disappointments
in the completion of roadworks and rehabilitation
of the penultimate destination of many.
And in reference to another story
they insist that no such thing had ever happened
never mind the stories they had told before
and that neither bribery nor fear
nor recompense nor concealment
nor the powers of the people’s parties
could possibly taint their integrity
or of those who are leading them to perjury.
As model citizens of the nation,
Backoo, Jumbie and Firerass
have offered the totality of their talents
to any obeah man, if he ever wants it,
in any contract renegotiations
with any exomorphous corporation
even if it is seven years too late
since cement has settled into concrete
akin the tumbled tombstones of La Repentir.
And furthermore, they wish to add
that the civic collar or livery of the mayor,
that insignia of the office holder,
allegedly lost by New Amsterdam
had never ever garlanded their necks
and they are mortified to reminisce
that such a thing could happenstance
ghost remembrances of a stolen mace.
Tulsi Dyal Singh, MD
Midland, Texas, USA.