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From Evan's poem, A Poem to Begin With:
"--no smoking, doping, cracking, coc-ing. No hate--no shame--no confusion. Just me & me words like a fool crazy man/woman" **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, African Dream Queen:
It was a Long time ago, way back in Africa, thee once lived a beautiful African Queen. Not even a hoodoo man don't know what to do to get to you. He try all kind of tricks, but it just can't work on you. He says, Girl what kind of tricks you got up your sleeve? But it's so nice, it's so nice, to have you in my arms in my dreams. Lucky me. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,I'm an Alien #3
Every day I go in the store, not even a week go by they want to know where I'm from... Every day they see me, I look the same: Black, long and tall-- 6 feet tall or more-- no different from you and me. I'm sick of them asking me where I'm from. I hope it's not because my green card say I'm an Alien. I'm an Alien-- right from Earth.
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From Evan's Poem,All Natives of Mother Earth
I am calling, I am yearning, I am recruiting all natives of Mother Earth. But most of all, I am deciding this is my occupation, to follow Geranamo. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Bad Love
Why? Oh me, oh my, tell me why this happen this way...Oh me, oh my, tell me why this happen this way... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Bando Sing
Poor Bando Sing! Look how long you've been in the penitentiary for a crime you didn't do. Living in sin and shame for friendship does not work. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Before and After Life
Thinking forward for that time of transforming. Like a caterpillar to an invisible African butterfly. Dying, is what I am saying. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Belizean Music on Broadway
I know you don't believe this, but now you will think of it. You sing it in the district. You sing it in the city. You play it for the premier. You play it for the dead. Lash weh on Broadway. Brukdon on Broadway. Garifuna music on Broadway. Now you play it on Broadway! **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Brukdon All the Way
Brukdon in reggae music. Brukdon in ska. Brukdon in lash weh music. Brukdon in boom an' shine. Brukdon uptown. Brukdon downtown. Brukdon in Gospel. Brukdon all the way. Brukdon have soul. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Brukdon is Here to Stay
This music is here to stay. This music is all the way. And no one can take it away. This music is here to stay. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Bungu Nagi
I have a punta rock feeling. I have a brukdon feeling. I have a boom an' shine feeling. I have a garifuna feeling. So ska me with your love. And rock me steady with your love. *********************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Dance with the Moors
Rock of Gibraltar, here I come. Long, long time me no see you. Here I am with licks on top of licks. Rhythmics on top of rhythmics. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Dem Da One
When I was a little boy, I used to hear my mother say, "Dem a jam, Dem a jam.. dem a bring bathtub, dem a bring bath pan, dem a bring pint bottle, dem a bring da fork, dem a bring da plate, dem a bring da grater, dem a bring da broomstick, dem a bring da cake, dem a bring da white rum, dem a smoke jahta, down da yarbrough." **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Earth Forces Music
When da music hit you, he make you feel so good. When da music hit you, he make you feel no pain. When da music hit you, he make you dance. When the music hit you, he make you scream and shout. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,From Evil to Evil(After 9/11/2001>
A greater evil from a lesser evil. There go your freedom to fly. Here come your freedom to crawl--like a worm--So many die. An eye for an eye. There go your freedom of speech, outside the door... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,From Hotel Room Black & Beautiful
Hey you! Yes, you! I'm talking to you. I heard you next door from my hotel room Black & Beautiful bragging to your caucasian friend... Boasting that you are half indian. That your grandmother was full-blooded Cherokee. Hiding behind your grandmother. Hiding from your black race. I am still waiting to hear you brag about your African half. Instead you keep on bragging that you went to an all white school. That people compliment you because you sound white on the telephone. Are you telling me that you are half white and half Indian now? Stop pretending, girl... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Give me Dat Riddim
Give me Dat Riddim. Give me dat song. I ya naga hossy naga ya (Have you ever danced? ever?yes!)I ya naga hossy naga ya.Give me dat riddim. Give me dat song. Lam-ba-da. Dat Creole beat. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Gone, Gone Away
It is gone away. It is gone away...Your sickness is gone, it's gone away. Your tears is gone, gone away. Your weakness is gone. It is gone Away. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Happy Birthday Martin Luther King
I love the man. Oh, what a beautiful man. He paved the way for you and for me. I'm talking about the king, Dr. Martin Luther King. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, History Love
History love, it was a fake. Oh, what a disgrace. I wake up one morning, can't believe what was in my bed. I had ten thousand warning. The preacher woman warn me. But I cannot see, don't want to believe, that I was trick by so call Love. No one to blame. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Hurricane de Come
Okay, Warning! Warning! Come on gal, let us go to a higher ground, to a higher ground. I want to find you in the morning, when this is over, by my side. Yes, and the whole family... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, The Immortal Rock
I am immortal. Iam a rock. Yes, I am the immortal rock. Hear, I speak. You suffer from fear. You poor intelligent fool, you suffer from what you do not understand. Your fate depends on me, the rock you ignore below your feet while the earth turns. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, I Want to Take You Higher
I wanna take you higher. I wanna take you higher. I wanna take you higher, NATURALLY, take you higher, I wanna take you higher, OH SPIRITUALLY!!!! **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Lakota Woman
Oh, my Mayan girl, my mother once told me that you are a beautiful girl. My papa did told me that you are a special girl. Lakota woman, please pray for me. Oh, Lakota woman, please pray for me... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Liberty
People, people, don't be asleep--listen!--Do you know what this mean? Let me tell you. Liberty is not a statue which is standing in the middle of Jah Harbor, which is going nowhere & coming nowhere--believe me--Liberty is a living person, who's born to be--Truthfully. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Lover's Dance
Are you ready to dance? Are you ready to dance, my love? Even though, girl, I told you I retire, can't no when you're around. Can't know when you're around. Hold me closer, the time has come... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Mans & Guns
Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man. When men gonna put down their bombs and guns? **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Marion Jones
She train so hard for track & field. She run so hard for the victory. She was no stranger to our ancestor's land. The stage was set for our Belizean Queen. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Modern Black Woman
Don't ook at me so goddam mean, modern black woman, modern queen with your blond weave... My dread is real!!! **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Mojo Working
It been a long time way back in Africa, there was a beautiful African Queen, and a voodoo man, don't even know what to do. He try all kind of tricks, but he don't even know what to do. Girl, I want to know what kind of tricks you have up your sleeve. I'm going down to New Orleans to see what I can do. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Musical Farmer
I am a musical farmer, you want to know why? I plant my music in the brain, cultivate it in the heart, in the mind, body and soul. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, My People of the West
You are so beautiful,oh, my people of the west. You were too kind hearted. One day you will be rewarded. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Punta Rock/Brukdon
One night when I was sleeping, a thought comes to my head. Then I wake up with a bueno feeling, and I jump right out of bed. So I look through my window, and I realize it was Settlement Day. So I head down to Dangriga that very day. Calypso Rose was jamming, and the sound of City Band. They say, "Here come the Brukdon Master. Evan come right up here and make your day." **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, Rasta Women, Nyabinghi Drum
Far away,far away, I can hear the drum far away. I hear the drums of the rasta women far away on the island of sweet Jamaica. Rasta women, nyabinghi drums, across the ocean of the Caribbean, across the ocean of Dangriga, across the ocean of Blue Mountain, rasta women, nyabinghi drum... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem, African Blues
Roots this is my blues, roots I got the blues. Roots natty blues. Rob Johnson pay my dues. Natty mash it up in the late hours of the night. Listen to the rooster man play it on KLCC. Roots Natty Blues. Roots, this is my blues... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Rosie and Banden
Long,long time ago in the year 1900 or so, in this country once call British Honduras, there live a dating couple by the name of Rosie and Banden. She love him, and him love she. For a sweeter couple-- that is hard to find... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Satta Masagana
I survive soba (slavery), I survive rona (race). I will survive apo goo tie (apartheid) and I am going on and on. Satta Masagana. Satta Masagana. Glory Hallelujah. They nail him to a cross. They lynch me to a tree. They lash him in his back. They lash me in the fields. They crucify him--the brother Jesus Christ--They crucify me. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Shango the Power
We got to get together now. No more division, only multiplication. I am your brother. You are my sistren. Don't mind your color. Blood is thicker than agua. This is the season. We got to stay together now. We have the power. We got to stay together now. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Take Me to a Place
Take me to a place, where the sun shine so bright. Take me to that place, where the sun shine bright all the time. I wanna go. I wanna go. Do you want to go? Take me to mother Baker. Look how she make my skin so brown. If you don't believe me, just wait 'til summer come around... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Talk to Me
Talk to me, don't 'fraid fe me. Some day we'll end up in the same cemetary. Talk to me, don't 'fraid fe me. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Thank You in Nashville
Thank you down there in Nashville, Tennessee. Now that slavery has gone, I can play my tune. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,The Herb Tree
The drum is beating. The clock is Ticking. While the Herb Tree is growing. While the herb Tree is budding, someone is happy, soon they will be smoking. Harvest time has come. Whatever the cost, the drum is beating. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,The Old Man in the Store
I know a little old man when I were a boy. He live in his little old store under a stairs, selling hat, shoe, shoe polish and clothes. Sometime I stop to say hello on my way home. Now, a hundred and one years later, something make me remember, though for sure by now he is dead. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,This is Brukdon Music
This is brukdon music, this is brukdon song. This is brukdon music, this is brukdon song. Sing it Heaven. Sing it in Hell. Sing it in Jamican. Sing it in Belizean. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,World of Thieves
The world, this whole wide world is full of thieves. I know the world is full of thieves. I got ripped off when I was in Mexico. I got ripped off when I was living in Pasadena. I got ripped off when I was working in San Diego. I got ripped off when I working for England. The world, this whole wide world is full of thieves. But you will never hear me say that those countries ain't good, just because of that. So Mr. & Mrs. Tourist, when you come to the Caribbean, I don't want to hear any more that my people ain't good just because of that. All you have to do is protect what you have on you, bring on you... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,The donkey & the jRich Man in the Court of Trapp
Long, long time ago, there was a donkey name Heart. And a rich man call Brain was charging the Egyptian people of Sun, Poetry & Song for treating animal better than humankind, so he say. And he summons them to the court of King Trapp... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Universe of Jancy
Dear human of this world, my name is Creator. Apart from tree, dust & water, I create flesh you call human. I create flesh you call animal. This is one of my creation you call dog & her name is Jancy. **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,Unicorn Prayer
Oh, my fertile Unicorn of Flight, who appear & disappear out of sight, only to go where there is Peace, Love & Purity, away from earth planet. Give me strength, like your wings, to pull me up from all human misery... **************************************************************************************************************************
From Evan's Poem,A Prayer to St. Nelson Diamond
Oh, Saint Nelson Diamond, Patriot Saint of Music...We can never forget you, our Belizean Embassador,give us hope and love, through your divine musical power, our Garifuna brother...



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