Guysnooze Man

Guysnooze Man

Hey Guysnooze man

I din like dat ting you do

Nod to poet

Too high faluting for we

Come back to yuh roots

Write dem “fuh cup’ joke we like

Well I must confess

Listening to all and sundry

Explain the problems of the land

To a half-drunk man

“yuh should write about

Dem anti-man,

 jumping in car an’ sticking up man”

dis kinda statement just confuses me

Isn’t that what they are paid to do?

Drive your Mercedes to church

Pay the man-whore

For sexual satisfaction

No complaints for an illegal transaction

Then come the crabs

Trying to drag me back

“Look at all the problems we got”

When I fire back

With the progress we’ve made

All I get are looks of hate

Suggesting solutions

To soft bellied intellectuals

Spoils all the fun

They seem to prefer

Bitch and complain

To hard work and use of the brain

Bounce up with the election men

Power hungry

An’ counting when

The reigns get han’ to dem

Who gets what where

One ting I know fuh sure

They gun bruck up

Collate and divide again

Nobody ent voting

Before CXC

Maybe in July

On the “No Confidence” anniversary

So hold yuh horses

An’ keep yuh powder dry

Nah time fuh cuss me yet

My predictions may come through

But I is just a man not a bacoo

Look at that group

Waiting for the sky to fall

How it musse hu’t they heart

To see coolie and black

Hug up by the mall

The whole street full

with real Guyanese unity

nobody organize the lime

spontaneous to the core

jus’ like outside Booker’s

in days of yore

all awhee is one family

nothing you can say

gun bruck we up

the president marry a dougla lady

and yet yuh want to convince we

that the man racist to he own pickney

time to let that shit go

bring new ideas to the fore

trust your intellect not the color of your skin

cause fuh sure,

no sky ent fallin’

*Guybooze may be incapacitated for the rest of the year #RUMpartyrules