Monday, March 22 2010

THE EDITOR: Please allow me an opportunity to express my opinion through this poem “My Hart”.

In Hart, I thrive for my dream

A land filled with boundless resources,

Building high rise places

And so called open spaces

With smiles, on my people faces.

Surgery in Cuba fixed my eyes and my heart,

NAPA, the Legal Affairs Tower all symbols of

the

Love in my Hart,

For 2020 vision

I will miss my Hart.

Tarouba late, but will forever remind me

Of my Hart,

Government Campus and Parkade,

My Mansion, all symbols of the love

In my Hart

Guanapo Church, monument of the trust and

love

In my Hart.

Smelters, more steel plans, all done with

Hart’s expectations,

Filling the coffers with higher taxes on your

land

Declaration of war on contractors,

Just like Keith, Ken and Camille

Who have shown

Dislike in my Hart.

My Hart has been dear to me

My Hart gets the job done

My Hart can’t run

My Hart reveals the truth

My Hart belongs to me

My Hart will set me free



Kenrick Harrinauth

Tunapuna