My dear,

Never themselves, never that.

They must never question their own feet, their own stances in life. It’s the world that’s wrong, never themselves, never that. They must never question their own ear, their own reaction to the world, their own views, their own faiths. It’s the world that doesn’t know, never themselves, never that.

Those who can’t dance blame it on the music.

But the music keeps on playing, paying no attention to those who stand far from the dancefloor, frozen in their own beliefs.

Falsely yours,
Jamaica