Yuh dare not come
back from Tobago
with your two hand
swinging jus so;
without a bag-
full of sticky
bene balls,
bene sticks
and cakes bought
at the airport
or at the wharf
from some Tobago
gyul, dark and sweet like
tulum, round and sweet like
a caysa ball, thick and tasty
like a butter ball, bouncing
like a sponge ball, soft
and sweet like a
sponge cake.
Is like a addiction
or some strange bene-
diction
or some blessing
from Mt. St. Bene-
dict,
like open sesame
or life on Sesame
Street;
man, woman and chile,
bring back some bene
balls for we
whey the bene
balls yuh bring for me
as if bene
balls for free.
Get your bene
balls here;
you could suck it,
lick it,
bite it,
chew it,
keep it
in the corner
of your mouth
like a lump
from a gum-
boil
but don't try to swallow
the whole thing whole.
Yuh dare not come
back from Tobago
with your two hand
swinging jus so;
(remember when yuh was small
and your parents come back from town)
man, woman and chile,
every man-jack,
looking out
for their bene-
diction.
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