Granddaughter of Bob Marley joins forces with Carla St. Romain to end poverty

No stranger to the public eye is Donisha Prendergast, daughter of the late Robert Bob) Nesta Marley and Ambassador to “ Feed The Poor Worldwide” which was founded by St. Lucian native Carla St. Romain who is also known as Dawta Maolee  joins forces to put an end to poverty around the world.

On Sunday April 20^th, 2014 Donisha and Carla along with family and friends set out on a beautiful day to keep the hope and dream alive for many of the homeless people who needed to be fed. For some it was a day that will go down in the history books while many others saw it as a blessing and privilege to spend time and converse with the two empresses. 

Setting aside pride and working towards something meaningful and great, the two took pleasure in handing over meals to the less fortunate ensuring that everyone felt welcome. It’s pointless to have it all and not give back to the ones who are in need of it.  A little can go long way and for those homeless folks, what they received was more than they could have ever hoped for.

Many see homelessness as a disease and often refrain from interacting with people who are. This is sad, for no one knows what tomorrow brings or what the future holds. The wealthiest man today can be a beggar tomorrow all because of the unexpected curve balls that life throws our way. It’s important that we give a hand while we can and when we can, for the life you save today maybe the hands that picks you up from the dirty and give you the hope you need for tomorrow.

There are over 100 million people who are homeless and the numbers are only going to increase if nothing is done to end poverty. One person can stand and become the voice of poverty but the impact and change would be much greater if 20 or more people were to join in the fight and help put an end to this disease claiming the lives of our brothers and sisters.

Carla and Donisha finds joy in doing the work that Jah has called on them to do and it’s in seeing the smile on the faces of the less fortunate that becomes infectious and in turn bring forth the smile on their beautiful faces. They find fulfillment in knowing that with each new day they are one step closer in achieving their dreams and putting an end to poverty.

It is said that one has not enjoyed all the pleasures of life or achieve all there is to in life unless they have impacted someone else’s life in a positive manner. We all have an opportunity to change a life, give hope and be part of something great by joining in the fight to end “Poverty”.  We can make it work, all we got to do is come together and make it work.

Carla is seeking interested people all over the world to join in the fight to end poverty. To follow her work and stay up to date with her progress, you can like and share her Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/feedthepoorworldwide.

Gone From This Life: Tribute to Kweisi Clarke

Here I am no longer able to go on and it’s all because of one man’s stupidity. My family shouldn't have to be faced with this tragedy for we were doing just fine living like we ought to be.

I watched my mom as she came in to visit me day after day and I know it wasn't easy. She tried to stay strong and believe I’d pull through this never once showing any signs of weakness. At times I wanted to reach out and touch her face, open my mouth to let her know that I loved her and appreciate the support, but my body was weak, and though my lips formed the words, my voice I couldn't find to speak.

My pops, who was also my best friend, the foundation that keep us together for once in his life, looked like he was defeated by the sight of me laying motionless on the hospital bed. I know that he was anything but weak and it hurt my heart to know that my words couldn't comfort him, and I wish for one last time to speak just so I could let him know that I will be free.

I watch my siblings and I know that it isn't going to be easy for them. I know that they will have it hard and I wish to God I can mend their breaking hearts. I know they would all choose dealing with me though that it was sometimes hard over having to grieve the loss of a dead brother. I pray that father you will give them the strength to go on with life and help them understand that my time on earth is done.

I can’t stand the sight of my brothers from the different mothers the Lord blessed my life with, for I know that my thugz will be missing their homie. One less soldier on their battle field but one more added to jah army to protect them. The bond we have will never be broken and Lord I ask that you please help them understand that though I am not there in the flesh, our friendship will always remain.

I am glad I rode with my brothers till the end.

I know that if love could have healed my bruised body I’d be walking out of that hospital from the minute my body touched the bed. If prayer, support and courage could have saved my life my family would have been celebrating my life as oppose to preparing for my funeral.

I am one pillar taken from my family’s foundation and I will never know why, but I know that the Lord has plans for me. I will be putting together the dream house that I knew someday would be ours and wait patiently till we are all united again in the father’s homeland.

The tears that they cry will build the flowing river that will someday serve as the passage way to heaven’s gate so until that time I will ask that everyone take comfort in knowing that my 16 years were well lived and the memories I gave to everyone will be theirs to cherish in remembrance of me.

This is me Kweisi Clark, gone from this life but we will meet again in the afterlife.