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Politics was grown from the seeds of diferent religions,
different races and different opinions,
yet what good will politics be without a dash of hate.
Yes people that is why people love politics,
that is why people love their side of politics,
it feeds their need to hate something.
I grew up in Troumacque Laventille, there was not much Indians living there, but my Indian relatives from Sanfernado always use to visit my mother in Laventille, but ever since UNC came into power, things changed. Family trees where chopped down by politics, no more visits from the southside of curry, for when UNC came into power it was either you ate curry or palau, the old time days where gone, no more mixing food, and its funny, the man who song one of Trinidad's greatest song died not too long after its release, maybe his heart realized that the old time days where gone, That is the price we pay for wanting the lifestyle of Americans, so before i leave may i bless you all with this poem i wrote for Trinidad and Tobago:

“Good bless the land where rainfall falls,

And on this land do flowers crawl,

In the fresh air surrounded by thick bush,

These birds of color the Caribbean's air they push,

My land, my land,

Sweet Trinidad and Tobago,

My memory of you shall never go,

My land, my land,

Sweet Trinidad and Tobago,

The Caribbean posse is all I know”.

"This is my dedication to Trinidad & Tobago"

Composed by; "Kareem Andrew Alfred a born seed of Laventille"