I'm sitting in Rituals in Port of Spain drinking coffee and Monday blues,
Talking to boredom who is my bosom friend today.
Sky is overcast after showers.People stroll up and down Frederick Street,
Pretending it's just another normal day in Trinidad.But after
The politicians have run amok in what passed for a paradisal Eden,
I'm wondering if there are still normal days on our calendar.
The nomenclature of our politicians reads like a who is who
Of a book of nursery rhymes.There are Jacks and Jills
And a modern day Robin Hood who steals from rich and poor alike;
To him it's just a game of football played in the dark,
In stadia from Port au Prince to Port of Spain.
Causes enoch john Supports
freedom of thought and expression