A NEW TING

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  • JacLiz2
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 This is a form of dialect which was derived from Standard English. Those who spoke it, had original native dialects of their own, with perhaps a thick and heavy accent. This learned dialect was used in secret meetings and other forums behind closed doors, to discuss the freedom of descendants not yet born. I am one of them. This pattern of speech is almost obsolete like dinasaurs and other extinct species. I revive it every so often as some fight to save the whale, seal and other rear species.

A NEW TING

 

A new ting a goh ann dese days.

People eye a ketch fia fo dem mattie (peers) ting.

All aroun de globe a de same ting.

 

 

Mattie farmers a graze dem cow a pasture,

Next ting ya know, two or tree a 'h cow gaan.

Egg, fowl, turkey, hog, goat too an all.

 

 

Some pass by mattie jewelry shap a day time,

Den come back a nite, ramsack and loot all.

Lard! Mattie spen big, big money fo dem tings.

 

 

Dem a rab shoe stores, grocery stores,

Hol up Delis an Bodegas too.

But do dey gah fo shoot?

 

 

Taxi drivas not safe dese days.

Some shoot dem point blank an tek de money.

Oddas run aff wid de fare wen dem reach.

 

 

De Dow keep goin up like sea-saw.

Jobs dowsize from de tap down.

Machines a tek de place a man.

 

 

Life-style changes occurrin caus a increase prices,

An demand a return to some ancestral habits -

Harse-back riding, go-cart, carriage as fuel up and hitch-hike.

No money fo doh wah we used to doh.

 

 

De price a oil risin steady, yet we buy more dan we need.

"Me nah gat money", yet ya rip down ya house an re-finance.

Inflation dis, inflation dat. Recession dis, recession dat. Who fo blame?

 

 

Some seh, "Ya know, ya real funny."

Me ansa seh "A waan seh Comic Strip,

But dem all capy-righted!

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JacLiz2 commented on A NEW TING

04-26-2012

Life is made up of all things!

Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

JacLiz2’s Poems (11)

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Title Comments
De Outcasts 3
A NEW TING 1
THEIR PAST CRIES 1
GARDENING 2
TEA BAG CRAZE AMONG TEENS 1
BLACK AND BEAUTIFUL 1
THE AUTUMN OF LIFE 2
TURNING LEAVES. 3
I PLACED MY SPLENDOR UPON YOU 1
I AM ONLY ME 1
Are Our Children Really Accident Prone? 0