no, woman, nuh cry by Peter HumphreysI heard
him
first
walking across
Hungerford Bridge
it sounded
just like
him
the redemption man
but it
could not be
yet
as if
in the Lyceum
the song
called out
three decades
since
in Babylon
below the white cabled bridge
the Thames surged
full Autumn high
tide turning
boats struggling
no, woman, nuh cry
leaning together
they stand
is it the memories
her present
their future
the music
pulse
only drowned
by the
rittle rattling trains
no, woman, nuh cry
no sorrow
no sigh
10/17/2007
Author's Note: In memory of Robert Nesta Marley (1945-1981), singer, songwriter, vegetarian, pacifist, campaigner, faithful Rastafari. Whilst written by him, he attributed the royalties for one of his most famous songs, No Woman, no cry, to a friend (Vincent Ford) to help run a soup kitchen in Trenchtown, Kingston (Jamaica).
Posted on 10/17/2007 Copyright © 2024 Peter Humphreys
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