Crazy

One can see it in the eyes,
Distant stares enveloping blankness as the expression on their faces.
Eyes suddenly twitching rapidly for no apparent reason going back to the blank stare then back to normal as suddenly as it started.

Some has evolved into blank and vicious violence cold as the metal slab in the morgue awaiting your body. No warning just pain as metal hits flesh with a dull tud, teeth burst through skin fat muscle and bone; blood, warm, everywhere without a care.

Fear.

Another.

Her Last Championship Bout

On Sunday 4^th of January around7am according to news (express) reports Jizelle Salandy had her last bout in the ring of life.

It was in the first minute of the first round of the 12 round championship bout when she was hit with a powerful jab to her chin that knocked her out.

When the bell chimed for the bout to start the spectators in the packed arena stood to their feet in unison, the air in the arena reverberated with their loud cheers and merrymaking. The action was intense jizelle had landed several solid blows to her opponent’s body; she landed a powerful uppercut that her stumbling backward into the ropes, dizzy.

Then it happened, the blow came at her as if from nowhere, like lightening from a cloudless sky, BAM! And she was out. She fell slowly to the mat as if to say “give me a second, I’m not done yet”. Within seconds the ringside doctor was at her side, the referee declared “fight over”. The doctor screamed “not bloody yet!” but unfortunately it was.

That faithful Sunday morning the world of Trinidad and Tobago came to an abrupt stop, our world stood still as death held her hand her body draped in her eight (8) Championship Title Belts as she walked into eternity confident and with a smile on her face.

Jizelle we will always love you.

Jizelle

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Jizelle Salandy

Than that was her last 10 count.

Fight Over.

You have fought an excellent fight.

Yes we did it 500!

This was an eventful year for this world. Sadly the lack of death was not part of it. I think that we should celebrate. Killing 500 was the game that we here in Trinidad and Tobago played and we won whoo-hoo! In fact we beat the 500 dead bodies’ high score. It remind me of the line from that song that some of you may know “let the bodies hit floor” and the bodies sure did hit the floor, I wander if next year the chant will be

“we want more, we want more, more bodies hit the floor, more bodies to hit the floor”.

I can hear it now like an insane early carnival morning jouvert rhythm I can taste and feel the mud on my skin like cemetery dirt on a coffin.

The government seems to catching its tail in trying to deter and catch these criminals who have engineered such a ghoulish rhythm.

Someone out there in this bright and wonderful world finally realized that the world was in a recession and shortly thereafter the government of Trinidad did recognize this fact. “Tighten your belt” was the instruction given by the Prime Minister Mr. Patrick Manning. In usual Trinidad fashion we said sure boss sometime after carnival.

Other than that I am alive, friends and loved ones too. Everyone is in relative good health and that is something to celebrate. It is a blessing to be alive and even a bigger bonus to be in good health.

What will happen in 2009? I hope only good things but you and I know better evil is not likely to end soon but good is always there like a worm blanket in the cold.

So if I don’t write on this blog before this year ends Merry Christmas, Season’s Greetings and Happy New Year. Love To All.