Remembering Le Roi

Dr. Roi Guanapo Ankhkara Kwabena
23/7/1956 (Trinbago) - 9/1/2008 (England)

CASCADURA from Maximilian Forte on Vimeo.

By Dr. Roi Kwabena

so though i didn’t relish the mountain-dew
when laced with scorpion an’ centipede
nor tasted the cayman
singh did cook for me
i did enjoy the cascadura
and yes I wish in Trinidad to end my days
if i may

curry cascadu,
ah really love meh cascadura,
stew cascadu
ah really love meh cascadu

best village competition
tapia yard in st augustine
hosay nor ramleela
wont be banned, if i have my way


staring at island homes
nelson, carrera
an chacacahacare
in this way..
pepper sauce on the highway
soft coconut water round the queen's park savannah
hot doubles in san juan
traffic in the croissee


mincing fresh chive from sant d’eau
black mud in moruga, parang in
santa cruz or lopinot
divali in palo seco,
a lime in the north stand
for panorama, breadfruit oil-down
with saltfish in diego..
a curry cookup at caura or camelita


steel drums hammered in point a pierre
downtown carnival parade
bottle ‘n spoon in snake valley, laventille
elderly indian women in
carapichima secretly teaching
a bride how to wine


politicians exposed in the mirror
muslim brothers guarding their border
liming on harris promenade
a dip in blue-basin or
la brea sulphur springs
me pelting mangoes in the mang…
shark n bake down chagville
a rude male breeze in
the middle of town, blowing up
sandra’s pretty dress


no one supports
stealing leather-back turtle eggs

A Note From The Gull


It's been a year since you graduated with distinction from this plane. 
Your spirit still remains and we are thinking about you.

Thank you, Roi.

Thanks also to Lesley and Max, who are also remembering Roi today.
A Special Song For Roi

Nati nuguya merumayatina
Wanwa nuguya merumayatina
Balabada naru tura nigabana nay
Lau nuragu le hadan hara familia
Ayanuhayatina hama namulenu (x2)
Dame le gia nowen wanwa
Lauba la banda habunana
Hawagu namulenu naritagua
Hawagu nisanigu naritagua
Brother, I am ill
Dear Brother, I am ill
I have tossed and turned in my bed
With this ailment in the presence of my family
I have spoken with my children
Dear Brother when I pass away
They must have a band at my funeral
It is my little ones I'm worried about
It is my children I'm worried about.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!