Shuga & Shi (Jamaican Orthography)

Fram di die mi baan a neba si a gyal lob shuga so.
Di fos ting shi tink fi taak bowt wen shi get op a maanin iz shuga.
Di laas ting shi tink bowt bi foor shi lie ar ed fi res iz shuga.
Wat a stress ina mi lef bres, awl shi taak bowt iz shuga, shuga, shuga.
Won lonch taim big krowd draw rown dis gyal
Mi swayr se a somn konstroktiv shi a taak bowt
Til mi yiir “Sugar can make anything taste good, from Cornmeal porridge,to dumplings to hot cocoa tea…”.
Wat a gyal obses.
Mi dis his mi tiit an waak aaf.
Luk pan dis nais nais gyal duo God
Shi no av nutn beta fi taak bowt dan Shuga?
Wan die mi disaid se mi ago put a stap to di madnis.
Mi maach strayt dong a Shuga yaad fi tel im se waa nais nais brownin no tap ded ova im an a taak bowt im dis an im dat.
Puor shuga woz in a stiet a shak caaz fram di die im baan
im waz a andikap ongl God mek im neva av aat atak.
Aniwie mi pramis im se nex die a waz tekin im tu di skwier
We shi eva a draw krowd ana sing pon im niem.
Wat a ataklaps. A did taim fi big akshon!
Mi did ago dis bara mi grani riediyo an blaas beanie man sang...
‘Welkom di girlz dem shuga’
Wid di riediyo in an a went tu wurk on di plan.
It wuda sirv ar rait, fix ar bizniz tu
Bowt a mek up tori bowt man wa kyaa ivn waak gud.
A elp fix im up riil nais yu si and strol him ina di skwair
An as yujwal won bag a piipl tan up rown di brownin ana stayr.
Lowd az eva mi staat paat di krowd...
‘Make way make way the lejenderi Shugar is ier!’ Mi baal out prowd
Confrontation was mi iem, but mi get a piis a shok daa de die.
Bai di time mi riich di brownin di big yela bana kech mi yai.
“Support... Locally Grown... Jamaican Brown Sugar-
from Jamaican Producer's Farm”???
A did fiil laik such a uol guot
Evri badi tan up ana stier pan mi
ow mi neba riialaiz se a difrent shuga shi a taak bowt?
Mi dis hurry an wiil im outa di krowd.
Wen wi riich im yaad an mi ton im rown
Disapaintment wash im fies im kud ongl stier pon di grong.
Mi did afi explain di truut tu im, mi di rang
“Bwai shuga…sari…a difrent smadi shi di a taak bowt
caaz no paat a fi yu badi no brong!

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