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I will rejoice and be glad in it!! Blessings

Children Are Noise By A.T.Myrie Hundreds of voices Rise to the clouds Creating a symphony of noise Even angels proclaim as loud The voices of children Performing on a stage But given free reign They never

Steady Legs By A.T.Myrie Take a deep breath Let air seep in Filling you with oxygen Sustaining the life within Now, let it out Along with toxins and pain Exhale the monster That slumbers inside veins You

My first beautiful sunset pic of 2020

Hello 2020, I was slightly drunk when I met you, but you can forgive a woman for meeting you turnt up and buzzed. Don’t hold it against me or the millions, or dare I say billions who greeted your arrival

Listen to Yuh Madda By A.T.Myrie Listen to yuh madda Cah shi nah guh repeat And yuh know yuh inna Trouble when shi Start kiss har teet! Listen to you madda Cah shi know everyting Shi juss a wait pon yuh

Wrong Night By A.T.Myrie Mi a guh tell unnuh a story But duh nuh judge mi Mi sensitive and Dis fiasco cah happen To anybody Mi know dats a lie Mi tell fi comfort mi self Cah mi did just fool fool And almost

Longing for heat Dreaming of warmth My heater is my substitute Until winter heads north!

Listen to Yuh Madda By A.T.Myrie Listen to yuh madda Cah shi nah guh repeat And yuh know yuh inna Trouble when shi Start kiss har teet! Listen to you madda Cah shi know everyting Shi juss a wait pon yuh

We Could Have Been A Couple By A.T.Myrie We could have been a couple If you weren’t so uptight If you’d participated in our video chats I would be holding you each night But only in virtual reality Because

We Could Have Been A Couple By A.T.Myrie We could have been a couple If you weren’t so uptight If you’d participated in our video chats I would be holding you each night But only in virtual reality Because

Growing Up Jamaican By A.T.Myrie Growing up Jamaican Der were many rules First respect yuh parents Next, nuh act di fool Growing up Jamaican Playing outside was di norm Wi never have video games So smaddy

Dis Bwoy By A.T.Myrie Dis bwoy si mi pon di street And start run him dutty teet Like mi know im And me and im a sleep But mi nah chat to him So mi kiss mi teet Dis bwoy tek offense And start cuss like

Ghost By A.T.Myrie Sometimes I feel like a ghost Watching everyone live I sometimes try to participate But the space is already filled With others of more value With people with more worth I know it’s

Walking walking walking 1735 Walking

walkin walkin walkin Walking walking walking walking. Oh yeah, and More walking 5816 Walking

Walking, walking and oh yeah, more walking 5283 Walking

Food for the soul? Maybe not, but it’ll do for my hungry stomach. That’s for sure! 6365 Walking

Walking up four flights stairs then down said stairs have me knackered. But the thigh burn was proof that I got a good workout. And the resulting hot bath to sooth the aches, is proof that I’m old! But

Walking to buy food 3585 Walking