Dear Editor,
I am kindly asking for you to share my tribute. I am sincerely appreciative of your time.
Thank you very much!!
Little Miss Chantel
By: Phylicia Eleanor Joseph
Oh what a joy you were,
Little girl!
To your mommy and daddy,
You WERE the whole world.
On your day of birth,
You were loved and accepted,
You never knew rejection;
Dark skinned, sun kissed, gorgeous princess,
Your little spirit must know,
That you were the best, in the WEST Indies.
Baby girl Chantel?
I want you to know,
Your name is now known across these deep blue seas.
You were a joy to be around,
Your smiles and laughter,
Brought us joy and equal laughter resounding.
Your were articulate and brilliant,
A smart Caribbean black girl.
Your teachers loved you.
The way you were taken will surely leave them blue.
Blue like the skies,
On the day you were taken from our lives.
We searched and fretted for you,
We prayed and met with each other for you.
In solidarity we clamored together in your name,
Your soul must know you are now exuding with fame.
Your innocence will always protected!
By this nation of people,
You will never be rejected.
We will love you into the next existence,
We will stand with your parents in love and offer them assistance with their pain.
There is no balm to soothe,
A child stolen and crudely removed,
From our lives, Unfairly!
We promise to fight daily,
Until real justice is served.
It is in our best interest to preserve,
All of your rights!
Your right to life,
Your rights to dreams unfounded,
And love abounded.
Your right to grow, your right to flourish and become,
The great Dancer or the holiest nun.
A politician,
A Farmer,
A Police Woman who Carries a big gun?
Your right to become is what will fight for and replace with,
A deep rememberance of who you were little girl.
Your are now Antigua and Barbuda’s whole world.
And will always be.