Jackie Fyah carved a house of stone
To keep his dreams in.
He’d wake me early a morning
To find where the sun rose out of the sea.
Together we’d travel the forbidden zone.
He always said you need stone
To rise above Montserrat
And not be conquered down.
Jackie Fyah carved a home
Showed us diamonds in the stone.
Lifted us so high that we could see
What we came from
And what we could be.
Sometimes with praise
Sometimes prophecy
And no matter how high he
Took me above the ground
I never felt more safe
More at home.
Edgar Nkosi
