I’m sorry to disappoint you But I know who I am Sorry love, I know where I’m coming from.
I apologise profusely, for having travelled far and wide. Oops! Excuse my poor manners: being so happy and wearing a smile.
Please accept my apologies for growing my hair so long, and freckling and burning in the hot Caribbean sun.
Don’t mean to offend you When I read Robert Burns or when I feel a sense of kinship when the names Stephenson or Elliot arise.
May I humble myself before you As I return from Jamaica Honey coloured skin and the love of Jamdown swelled in my heart. Within me, pride and love of Jamaica and Scotland will never part.
Don’t mean to disrespect you When I know more about Black History Than you think you do. You see, I’ve never had a problem with who is who. I’m a little partial to reading a book or two.
I’m so sorry that you have a problem with me, on the arm of one of my brothers is where you would love to be. You don’t fear them, but fear me.
So here is my apology. From my heart. I mean it. Yeah, right. Don’t start.
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