Download Magazine: VICTORIA 175 ANNIVERSARY TRIBUTE

Download Magazine: VICTORIA 175 ANNIVERSARY TRIBUTE

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175TH ANNIVERSARY OF THE PURCHASE OF VICTORIA VILLAGE

FRIENDS OF VICTORIA VILLAGE, DIASPORA, INC.

We Are Proud Victorians!

Victoria Anniversary

WE HONOR AND PAY TRIBUTE TO OUR ANCESTORS
As we celebrate the 175th Anniversary of the purchase of Victoria Village by our ancestors, we are reminded that we are of strong noble stock and that we have within us the fortitude and the ingenuity to emerge from any challenges. It is our duty then, as keepers of the ancestral voices to be the link between the generations and to pass on the knowledge and wisdom we received through their teachings. 

We understand that a tree without a root can never bear fruit. We therefore connect ourselves back to our ancestors by honoring those who came before us.

The memory of their lives will never ever be forgotten, for each time we gather, we will remember them. We will honor them. We will recognize them through the rituals of our culture and ask that as they rest eternally, that their souls be peaceful, well and happy.

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  • ndtewarie  On November 8, 2014 at 11:52 am

    YOU GET THE GOV’T YOU’VE CHOSEN

    Some say the white man came from above oh oh!
    That is if you believe that supernatural stuff…UFO
    The locals treated him not like a beast
    Like the three wise men from the East
    Like how Columbus founded the West Indies
    Then try to convert the poor Indians! Please!
    When that failed they went buffalo butchering
    Leaving the Red Indians starving and cowering
    Coveting land from humble folks with their flags unfurled
    Settling up their own towns and villages all over the world.
    But in their wake they left many in tears day after day
    All over the good land which was never theirs any way
    They malreated many a people who cried long tears
    Someone got to be punished for we know God cares
    You can sing, and run and jump with all your might
    For karma is bitter sweet when it comes back to bite

    When some countries got their freedom
    Their governments thought they’re dumb
    They too tried to do like the Caucasians
    Who maltreated the local Amerindians
    They built cities and made kingdoms
    Living it up drinking coke and rums
    They lived the good life like the imperial master
    As they too put the little man on the backburner
    As their own folks live in poverty
    Amidst their masters’ proclivity
    For years the people took it and did nothing
    The doers willfully neglecting them sneering
    The reapers of the ill gotten gains in their castles in a moat
    You take it staying quiet for you don’t want to rock the boat
    Tears have been shed every day many going insane
    And someone has to pay, here comes karma again

    Living the likes of a hog as they shed tears of joy
    As they plot and scheme to carry out their ploy
    Wives, mothers and children became high brows
    Covered from head to toe as their belief allows
    But the poor farmers keep toiling and trod on
    Eking a miserable living to bring in the bacon
    And months became years and fades
    And decades ran into more decades
    Until the people ran out of tears
    They swear and shed their fears
    Their anger reached every man, child and wife
    For all they ask for is just to live a simple life
    Their anger reached a pitch they want to get even
    They were ready to face torture of even an AK47
    The cry for freedom and democracy was in the air
    And every man in South East Asia wanted a share

    And so in Tunisia, one day in a little town called Tunis
    Using a format called Facebook the locals found bliss
    The folks sent messages to one another
    Innocently talking and in serious chatter
    When Muhammad Bouazizi, a farmer doused himself in kerosene
    Which was seen all over the world to show his wrath of that mean
    Ben Ali Dictator who lived like a hog for over 27 years
    As unemployment grew, people die shedding long tears
    All about their welfare and hardship in rage
    Actually, bottom line they wanted a change
    Citizens were called to silent arms and demanded democracy
    Ben Ali trembled in his boots but stuck to his despotic policy
    And when the smoke cleared the dictator was kicked out
    The people rejoiced as they sang tears of joy and shout
    As they pray and hope for a better tomorrow
    But the fires were burning all the way to Cairo

    Hundreds and thousands were alerted who care
    And they all met at the famous Tahrir Square
    And the words that went out were “We have taken up
    Enough of this, we’ve to bring this nonsense to a stop
    The news spread like wildfire all the way to Benghazi
    But was trampled by tanks, guns of an insane Hosnie
    And Mubaruk refused to budge as the people persevere
    Strengthened by the victory in Tunisia they didn’t care
    T‘was do or die they made up their minds shouted out their demands
    To oust Mubaruk after 30 years of stealing the wealth of their lands
    Eventually he packed up his bags and left after 30years of conniving
    As the Muslim Brotherhood stood silently on the sidelines watching
    The fires had already spread to Libya a kettle of a different brand
    Democracy was a word Muammar Gaddafi could never understand
    As he dined with prostitutes in Cannes in Europe like a leech
    At home he ruled with an iron hand banning even free speech

    Bucket a guh a well everyday , one day
    Eh battam guh lef my Nannie used to say
    As Tripoli seethed and the people protested
    As men women and children were slaughtered
    Using jet fighters, tanks and mercenaries from Africa
    As his own soldiers refused to kill their own in Libya
    Hiding behind his high walls madly raving
    With his two evil sons aiding and abetting
    After 42 years of wallowing in the Libya’s troughs he can
    He said he’d kill any opposer to the last woman and man
    The world is shouting that this is a crime against humanity
    But all words fell on the mad ears of a man bent on insanity
    As the UN and the USA threatened and warned
    That no more innocent Libyans should be harmed
    Gadhafi answered by sending planes to shoot at oil rich Brega
    Threatening before he goes he’d burn the oil wells of Libya

    I said we get the Gov’t. we’ve chosen
    Sometimes the voters are left frozen
    And they have to put up and abide
    Their time and flow with the tide
    Cause they’re evil forces at work out there
    And the innocent are cornered in dire fear
    Like what happened in the 1960’s in Guyana
    When the British stealthily agree with the USA
    To stifle the PPP and oust Dr.Cheddi of Guyana
    For they thought Guyana would be another Cuba
    History has proved after 28 years Cheddi was not
    But Burnham was and that was what Guyanese got
    In Africa and Europe dictators arose
    All eventually got the peoples’ blows

    Those who don’t have it want it
    But really can they handle it?
    Those who like in the west have it abuse it
    Today many are unfit they can’t handle it
    Democracy is what they want
    They shouted give us in any slant
    In the garage we want a good motor
    An oven, a stove and the refrigerator
    A detached home is so so
    A townhouse or a condo
    A job in the bank and money inside
    No matter what they promise to abide
    We see water it’s not a mirage
    We also want a car in the garage.
    Many times we have seen great incorporations
    And the architects ending up in incarcerations

    Look back in History with the great Mahatma
    When he and Jinnah were fighting for one India
    Jinnah caused India to split is a fact
    He was the brains of the Luknow Pact
    Jinnah never wanted an Independent India
    He was too violent even rejected satyagrah
    Every time Gandhi preached cooperation
    It was met with the Lahore Resolution
    The same thing happened in Guyana’s PPP
    When the Muslims rejected the Jagan’s Party
    In that case the CIA’s puppet Mr Langley1
    Gave Richard Ishmael $2.08 M for perpetuating the 80 day strike
    Also to the Muslims and the Trade Union Council and their like
    The Muslims split the Indian vote and formed a PNC coalition2.
    Joined with Burnham who later kicked them out in jubilation

    Greedy rulers from Stalin to Mussolini
    From Ben Ali to Mubharak to Gadafi
    And the others in poor Africa
    Even Burnham from Guyana
    All have one common denominator
    And that is the built in greedy factor
    Their coffers are bare yet they spend much on war
    Their people go hungry as the leaders dine on caviar
    Even the educated started our good then made a mess
    This shows greedy rulers can’t rule I have to confess
    How can these so-called leaders sleep deep at night
    When their people sleep with a bug infested plight
    When the practice the opposite what’s preached by the Koran
    Covering their women from head to toe sheltered by Sharian
    Laws as they defile and use other women like play things
    Paying top dollars for sexy women who party and sings

    They pray 5 times per day pointing toward Mecca
    As they bank the peoples money to be used later
    At the Cayman Islands, Swiss or the country they all hate
    Or just invested it in stocks and bonds and in real estate
    Since the last time we spoke
    Some thought it was a joke
    Since then we saw the fall of the South East Asian Empire
    A dire land of totalitarians and some secular pundits for hire
    Tempered by monastic vows
    Treating their women like cows
    Governing wretched peoples who sneered and applauded
    When the Twin Towers praying to their God were bombed
    A people who always want the green US dollars
    But funneled the money for domestic owned wars
    And sat and took it decade after decades
    As that part of the world became Hades

    Fast forward to Toronto Ontario, to live
    With the Liberal Party vs the Conservative
    You would never believe politicians can be so sick
    One would surely think he’s in a Banana Republic
    Wasting and covering it up is the order of the day
    And all the poor taxpayers don’t have a darn say
    Billions of dollars wasted to save their party some seats
    As erasing tapes and emails done secretly at their meets
    The fists would fly and guns would be drawn
    But all dumb Ontarians do is smile and yawn
    But really you have to blame it on the naive lesbians
    Pride has voted as a block maybe they got the billions
    When the people put party before sound economics
    It always come back to bite them where it ticks
    Only time would tell in the next few years
    But then it may be too late for long tears

    Thanks
    ndatt007@gmail.com

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