Ide AMARI Thompson
Down home
Down home
This mussie a joke
Bui, this een
No ant’em
To duh majesty
of dese islands.
This is enn no slave song
No cry to our freedom
An’ like the las’ Mailbot rushing out
From down home, with the tide
This is the cackle of the shackles
On the feet of black sheep
The singing of the slinging
whip on the black
back of Pompei
An’ runnin’
Down home
Down home
Een make no difference
cause ya still ga witness
the weight of the rain
as HRH reigns
long over us,
in contempt
of our beauty
no repay or oration
on ya hard earn’ dolla’
Cause when ya
Down home
Down home
She save us
to be nuttin
more dan subjects.
Ide Amari Thompson is a senior at the University of The Bahamas studying English and History. His work tends to focus on questions of place and person, identity and what it means to personally and socially inhabit different shifting ideas and circles. He grapples with questions of colonialism, independence, nation, identity and love. His primary medium is written works particularly poetry. His written work has appeared in the PREE online journal, the first issue of Onyx magazine in 2018 a creative journal for diasporic black writers based in the UK and in the NE9 exhibition “The Fruit & The Seed” and “ REFUGE” (2019) both exhibited by the National Art Gallery Of the Bahamas. He also was a participant in the NAGB’s DoubleDutch exhibition “Hot Water” In 2018.