Jane Gone Montego

Sugar cane standing tall in the field, workers strike for better pay,
on the graves of giant rats¹, West to Montego Bay


Put your hand on my chest babe, is it too cold to feel warm?
Are you gonna admit wrong, or you gonna bear arms?

Moses the overseer, pistol in his hand
Caribbean Pharoah incarnate
his people cant escape this land
rouge the color of the irate

Jane Sharpe² steppin' stones, rebellion across Caribbean sown
On Christmas 1832, the Baptist War³ had grown, like a hurricane full blown


No dull knife can liberate blood,
On eleven days of fire, you and I left humiliated,  207 left dead,
babe you lead the rebellion, your piercings glistened
ants rose against the grasshopper, you tried but no one listened

Citations

1. In prehistory, before humans came to the Carribean islands, a lineage of giant rodents inhabited them. Called, Hutias, and were more closely related to Guinea Pigs than to actual rats.  (See this link for info) 
2. I turned the leader of the Baptist Rebellion, Samuel Sharpe, into a female character for story purposes.  
3. The Baptist War, also known as the Christmas Rebellion occured in Montego Bay, Jamaica 1831–32. During a period of eleven-days, 60,000 of Jamaica's 300,000 slaves revolted for a working wage. (See Barry W. Higman, "Slave Populations of the British Caribbean, 1807–1834", Journal of Interdisciplinary History, Vol. 16, No. 2 (Autumn, 1985), pp. 365–367)