Fort Holloway

Jumby Bay, Long Island, Antigua, West Indies

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There Is A Little Island In The Sun

 

There is a little island in the sun, where life is tranquil all day long

That is until the sky turned gray, the impending sign of an unexpected day

 

But what you’ve heard, you’ve none to fear

For it is only grade one, and worse have been through here

 

And you know what’s more, well it won’t hit us

Just brush on by, giving us something to cuss

 

But brush on by, is not what it did

For it changed it path, to Antigua instead

 

And went through it did, with northerly winds

That tore roofs off houses, then came back again

 

And when it changed, you knew quite well

That it’s eye was on you, and you were under its spell

 

And then it passed, with a reverse goodbye

Leaving most in awe, and the rest to cry

 

But what we’ve seen, we’ve got to know

Is just the minimum, of the wrath that God can sow

 

So consider this a warning, for all to heed

That stronger construction, is a must indeed

 

And help thy neighbor, for you’ll never know

That the next time, it may be your house to go

 

Johnny Holloway

October 23, 1999

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