Yuh see, Jamaica is a land of pure beauty and vibe, but if yuh look behind the turquoise water and the white sand, yuh see a people carrying a weight too heavy for any small nation. For decades now, the talk on the street and in the big offices is all about debt. It’s like a shadow following we everywhere we go, from the hills of St. Andrew to the plains of Clarendon. We pay and we pay, yet it feel like we still standing in the same spot, or maybe even sliding backward while the world watch and wonder.
The big men from overseas, dem ones from the international banks, come down with dem fancy suits and dem long lists of rules. Dem tell we say we have to cut back. We have to tighten we belt until we can’t even catch we breath no more. And yuh know what? Jamaica did exactly what dem ask. We followed every instruction, we slashed the government budget, and we made sure every cent of that debt was paid before we even think 'bout feeding we own people properly. We become the poster child for economic discipline, but who really reaping the rewards? It certainly noh the mother waiting ten hours in a public clinic, and it definitely noh the pickney inna classroom where the roof leaking every time a little rain fall.
It make yuh sit down and wonder what Jamaica ever do to deserve this kind of constant sufferation. We pay back more of we national income to foreign creditors than almost any other country inna the whole world. While other nations get a break or get dem debt forgiven when things get sticky, Jamaica stay trapped inna this endless cycle. All that money leaving the island every year coulda been building roads that don't wash away, or paying we teachers a wage that keep dem from packing up and flying out to New York or London. The brain drain is a real thing, because the youth dem see the writing on the wall—if the country keep giving all its strength to foreign banks, what left for the generation to come?
The resilience of the Jamaican people is a powerful thing, true, but resilience shouldn't be an excuse for the international system to keep squeezing we dry. We are more than just a nice vacation spot or a line on a balance sheet. We are a nation with dreams and a future, but those dreams getting strangled by high interest rates and these structural adjustments that feel more like structural punishment. It’s high time the world look at the reality of what dem asking of a small island. Yuh can’t keep bleeding a stone and expect it to grow greens.
We need a new way of looking at progress. Not just figures and percentages inna some report, but the actual livity of the people on the ground. Prosperity shouldn’t be a fancy word we only hear when election time come 'round; it should be something the average man can feel inna him pocket and see inna the health of him community. The world owe Jamaica a fair chance to breathe, not just another bill to pay with money we don't have.
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