He is the nutmeg from Grenada: <br />Olympic gold <br />Red mace, yellow pad, green leaves <br />The flag around his shoulders <br />High demands: scarcity in production <br />A man of geniality; <br />He runs with compassion <br />He is the best in the world; <br />Number one in quality <br />A true spice gives back to charity <br />Humble and peaceful from a little archipelago island <br />He was never crumbled by Miss Emily and Mr. Ivan <br />He is an ideal specimen for all spice men <br />An elegant ingredient is what you are <br />An ambassador in culinary and culture <br />You improves the nation's GDP <br />A surplus for the economy <br />Finally you're on international magazines <br />Reping Grenada with your image on clothing <br />I'll 'respect the nutmeg' as you dreams unfold <br />I salute you Kirani James... 'Black Gold'!<br /><br />devon da poet<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-gold-3/
