They couldn't see you coming
and it was even harder to
hear the dulcet tones drenched in
rock-reggae chords cause
radio enforced
Silence
wouldnt take it on board
So those who cared had to
take it abroad
Launch out beyond even
the rarified airwaves and into
the studio pitch for US Prime Time
no sordid housewives
but drama nonetheless
riveting enough to keep at least 2
nations glued to their tubes
week after week
into this hardly neutral cosmos a
silver-winged supernova slowly
inexorably gave her aural light
to a world still bereaved and hungry
for good words
Her mission: control
her resolve to boldly
go where none before have gone
and now all satellites trail
in her close-cropped wake
some ecstatic; others simply
static
for many the result was automatic
inevitable
but still otherworldly
a gleaming sparkling new
Queendom
a musical reign enhancing
freedom to appreciate all the sounds
that have been weaved across the ages
into our glorious Afro-Chinese-Jamaican
I (and I ) Pod
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