It was an iron bird
dressed up in colours of
orange, yellow, red, white, and blue
(Spirit of Jamaica was the euphemistic insignia to the front)
that took my love away from me
Standing on the waving gallery
I watched as the
metal monstrosity
wing span of 197 feet, length 194feet 10 inches
max cruising speed 914km/h
taxi in aeronautical splendor
then roared down the tarmac
before effortlessly making an entrance to the airways

It was an iron bird
dressed in colours of
orange, yellow, red, white, and blue
(by now mi caan si the Spirit of Jamaica)
that took my love away from me.
Not by force mind you
for she willingly paid her way
tolerated the overzealous scrutiny of Immigration
and with a curious smile
guided her frame into the bowels of the
quad engine, wide body, 298 seater
which swallowed her up out of sight
leaving me with tear stained cheeks
and a mind crying, “why?”

It was an iron bird
dressed up in colours of
orange, yellow, red, white, and blue
(by now me spirit lef me)
That took my love away from me…..
Oh heck,
when one plane flies away another will land.


Austin G. Henry