Dear Buju, many people have asked, how could you.
Mistake the white for green,
After many years of keeping yourself clean.
Buju, they’ve asked, how could you?
You were a ‘Champion’ ‘Driver’,
Travelling over ‘Hills and Valleys’ too.
But they’ve turned your sky grey from being blue.
But I know that God has placed an angel over you.
Buju Banton – I’m Daron, just another man,
Who is praying that your limbs will not fail you,
But they will incessantly fuel your tenacity.
As I recapitulate your own words and reverberate
Them in your spiritual ears, ‘hold a firm meditation
Because one day things must get better’.
I don’t know how you are doing,
But I do hope that you’ll keep on living.
Buju Banton – I’m Daron,
And I pray that God will continue to hold your hands.
Until you are able to tell your ‘Untold Stories’.
By Daron Chosen Smith
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