Catastrophe strikes
Death is here
Mankind’s pretentious ways
Now realizes it is time to rebuild from the ashes
The land is bare there is nothing here annihilation destroyed what was given by Mother nature
We will survive resilient and free
Sustenance will come from the Breadfruit Tree
See this breadfruit
All milky and green
Delicious to taste
Beautiful to be seen
It saved our lives when
we thought we would die
The Green Lush background
speaks there is hope
Share a breadfruit and
together we will all cope
The Breadfruit is life
After death
Looks rather rugged and over ripe
This lonely coconut
Such a tropical delight
It has battered some storms
Surely not young and green
But in this Caribbean heat
Have a drink and eat the meat
For a purpose this coconut shall serve
HE Said: And I THIRST!
Quincy Brown — George Town