Javrelle
Teacher not coming
Ok
A can’t come
A see Shakeel
And…
I trying to dismiss it like ee ain’t real
Not me good chile
As a teacher I was proud and frighten
When I listen you music 
I had to pretend like main hear you grieving
I had to listen and pretend main hair di anger
I didn’t even think you was funny
I wasn’t mature yet you was just disgusting
I use to have to call you bruda and complain
You was just high energy
And a didn’t know how to teach yet
I only did know how to love
Teacher can’t come
Is to much pressure
But you win
I have strength for a lot of things but
Not this
Main mek strong for today
Our students are our children
We does raise dem and love dem
And become apart of their community
And dem apart of our whole selves
Forever and ever amen 
To all the teachers and education staff grieving this losss
Hold on to one anoda
Condolences to the teaching fraternity on the WESTSIDE
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