BioAg Journal #1 - December 2018

enjoy while we work nine to five
to keep a faint smile on our faces
for our children and our children’s
children to be able to one day truly
relax on these white crystalline
shores.
Here, my friends, we must stand
for something, for the passiveaggressive
Bajan model walks
around blinded by the runway as
scores of planes private to public
touch down at our port, with a
fresh wave of guests to serve,
but the kitchen is empty and the
waiter feels underappreciated by
an employer that only seeks to
modernize the dreaded pain of
being an S-word, and that word is
definitely not superhero.
Here we already stand my friends
as superheroes, the everyday kind,
the unsung kind, the one that need
not be mentioned in the evening
news, the one that stories are not
written about, movies not cast
and fans don’t scream their vocals
chords hoarse towards.
The heroes like single mothers
who refuse to let hardship hinder
their offspring’s future, the heroes
that need not be placed on a piece
of paper previously worthless
now used to class our financial
freedom, the kind of heroes young
children look to for inspiration, for
guidance, for answers.
Some may call these kinds of
heroes, role models, mentors or
teachers, some may see these
persons as the glue that keeps the
fabric of our industry together,
some may even say that these
heroes are the light at the end of a
dark, dark tunnel of fear and selfdoubt
that afflicts our people.
Well I dare to say this, these
individuals who stand for
something, must now stand
together not necessarily in
“harmonious unison” for the
biggest challenge still must be
addressed; we are a group of
individual minds, personalities,
passions, and purposes. We must,
therefore, aim to stand together
sustainably for only then can
returns be seen which will benefit
each individual and still the
collective as a whole.
To do this is quite simple, once
given some thought for within the
problem there lies the solution and
this solution is within the hands
of these unsung heroes- the ones
willing to do the dirty work, the
farmers, the agribusiness persons,
the small-scale home gardenersthe
real planter class.
For the world is truly beautiful
when old men plant trees for which
they may never receive shade
from, knowing that their sons and
daughters will play on these fields
and rejoice with laughter and
childish glee, never truly knowing
the hardship their forefathers
bore to make these landscapes so
green and lush. For by the sweat
of a man’s brow and the strength
of his back he may shape his land
as he sees fit once the conditions
can be met by the will of the spirit,
the season is right and the vision
is as clear as blue skies on a hot
summer day.
As true as these words may ring
to the heart of good men, it may
also be said at this time that all
men are born with this essence of
goodness within them, yet time,
place, situations and perception
may alter the degrees of goodness
shown from the heart and mind of
mankind who is still set standing
at the same crossroads we met at.
To change the course of the world
first we must realize this change
within ourselves, but to realize this
change within ourselves we must
face the world at its problems and
accept that the solution is within
us. It is said evil only prevails when
good men fail to act, and at our
core, in our truest spiritual essence
we are all made good so then what
greater deed is there than to give
beyond yourself for a cause much
greater than yourself.
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