Female Condom Anyone?

Every year, the Nature Island of the Caribbean, Dominica hosts a month long celebration of its independence and creole culture. Key among these events are the World Creole Music Festival and the Creole in the Park. These are two of the more popular activities during the months of October/November, depending on how the November 3rd date falls. November 03rd being the date for official recognition of Independence from Great Britian.

As has become customary, I always find myself at the Creole In The Park as I work at the Botanical Gardens where it is held. I have also made it a habit to have some memorable happenings while feasting on creole music, food and culture. This year, I wanted to have a low-key participation and as such I stayed away from much frolicking and drinking; I did however manage to witness a female condom demonstration by a friend of mine. She explained how to rip the wrapper, insert the condom and also a few tricks in initiate "feelings" among both the men and women... All in all, our trip to the Planned Parenthood booth was to say the least "inspiring" Let's see if i manage to have any children after this.

Check out the video I made of my friend, Kenitta Dorival, demonstration how to insert the female condom into the vagina. This is not for the faint at heart of the hypocrites...

a new offering... true story... Untitled R&B

forgot to post this in here the other day:


This is a true story
The pen jus seemed to grab my hand
Some things I just can't understand
Sometimes you just have to go with the flow
In the end it will all make sense:

Untitled (R&B)

How you waited till I wrote you my love letter
To tell me we can't be together
From awakening my soul with hugs and kisses
To breaking me into a million bits and pieces
My world turned upside down in a matter of minutes
I had guarded my feelings for so long
Until you came along
I took a risk opening up to you like no other
But in the end all you've managed to do was expose my deepest fears
And now for the first time in so many years
Girl, you've got me shedding tears
I was already planning my future around you
Thought our love was shared, thought it was true
I accepted your daughter as mine
Loved her like she came from my own blood line
I loved you with all your flaws
Because that's just what true love does
Takes the good with the bad, hoping for the best
Now my mind will never be at rest
Wondering what I could have done different
A tender touch by here, a phone call by there?
All these questions plaguing my mind
All these emotions of the troubling kind
Wish I could smile but all that comes out is this lowly sigh
I couldn't even utter a word when you said goodbye
So shocked I was at what just transpired
Like the boss walked into my office to say I was fired
From this job I've looked for all my life
I really thought you would have been my wife
I wanted you to be the last one that I would ever love
Until I depart this earth to meet the maker up above
All I feel now is hurt and depressed
Because I don't want anybody else
I will grow to accept that you're gone
What's done, is done
I'm prepared to grow old n lonely
If you're not the one for me,
Then who can it be?
You seemed so perfect for me

River Lime? I think not

What I thought would have been a nice river lime on a very hot Saturday morning, turned out to feel more like work as the hours passed by... Two hours walking upstream along the Belles River is no easy task; and made even more difficult carrying bags of garbage and helping other people get across the currents and cross the river around ten or eleven times.

The occasion was the World Rivers Day "River Walk and Cleanup" organized by the Global Environment Facility local office, in collaboration with the Youth Environment Service (YES) Corps and the Dominica Youth Environment Organisation (DYEO).  This activity also included the participation of students and teachers from five secondary schools: 

1. Dominica Grammar School;
2. Pierre Charles Secondary School;
3. Goodwill Secondary School;
4. Castle Bruce Secondary School; and the
5. Northeast Comprehensive High School.

Overall, it was a very fulfilling walk; a wonderful but tiring experience but the river bath at the end made it all worth it...

Nikisha Dalrymple and I playing our part 

Check out more pics here

The DYEO is also hosting a National Beach and Waterways Cleanup on the 13th of October (the day after my birthday), which will involve over 30 communities across Dominica. To get involved check out the Facebook page.

The One

Wrote this poem last night while reflecting on my life and relationships:

The One
Can quickly become just another one,
And you’re left with no one
As the one you loved is now gone;
You find yourself still searching for someone
And suddenly, you start considering anyone,
Because your age starts to creep up one by one.
You’re no longer twenty one, But thirty or forty one...
And the biological clock ticks away past the day you were born.
Out of the blue you start to feel the emptiness of being only one,
A seclusion that can send anyone
Scrambling to be with someone.
At the end of it all, no one likes to be just one.

Orange Day Rally

The 25th of each month is used as a date to raise awareness about Domestic Violence against women and young girls. September 25th, 2012, I participated in a Orange Day Rally that took place along the streets of Roseau.

Here is a excerpt of the rally; it is actually a performance by the Convent High School's anti-bullying club of Alicia Key's Superwoman.

Hope you like it...



Look out for the next Orange Day activity on October 25th...

Walking Away - Domestic Violence poem

I wrote this poem to raise awareness about Domestic Violence after two significant events took place over the past few weeks. First of all, the CARICOM Youth Ambassadors (some of whom are my friends) have started to raise awareness about this issue by having various events aimed at sensitizing the public about the issue. ORANGE DAY, as it is called, is being held on the 25th of every month.

Yesterday a friend invited me to join a Facebook group dedicated to help women and children who are victims of Domestic Violence and need support to get out of their dire situation. After having a conversation with her and seeing the exchanges in the group, i was moved to pen this poem below, please enjoy...

Walking Away
by Delroy Nesta Williams

That’s where I draw the line
Don’t you dare raise your damn hand on me one more time
I’m tired of the bruises and the scares
I’m nobody’s punching bag
It took me a while to get to this point
But thank God I’ve arrived and I’m not turning back
The load is finally off my back
When I sit and think
How many times I blamed myself for the abuse
Maybe the tea was too sweet
I didn’t make up the bed with the right sheets
I’ve questioned my every action
I’ve second guessed my every thought
For a man who treated me like I was naught
But it’s over now
At first I stayed because I thought this was love
And then I had your son
I thought it would stop after I gave birth to your seed
But that just seemed to add fuel to the fire
And blows was all that I received
It wasn’t my fault that the baby cried at nights
Or that he needed more of my attention that you did
I didn’t replace you with him
But that’s just how you made me feel
I couldn’t do anything right when it came to you
And that made me feel so empty and blue
I would have done anything for you
Carried the world on my back if you asked me too
My 15 years of abuse is much more than one woman should take
So much more, but I still leave with a heartache
Because I truly loved you
That maybe made me blind to all the abuse
At least, you didn’t claim my soul
That would have been the nail in my coffin
And that I just can’t allow our son to behold
I’ve tried to raise him to be better than you
Hopefully he won’t do the same things you did
I will teach him how to love a woman
A real man never raises his hands
I’ve packed my bags, nothing can let me stay
I just wanted to be a woman
Say goodbye and let you watch me walk away
Don’t you even thinking of trying to stop me
Or raise your hands to even touch me
I don’t want any sorry excuse
You had years to consider the extent of your abuse
Nights spent crying myself to sleep
I couldn’t do anything, only weep
Soaking my pillow in tears
Lost in a world of fear
I wouldn’t wish this on my greatest enemy
You tried your best but you still didn’t break me
It’s time to set my spirit free
A weight has been lifted off my shoulders
I feel like dancing under rain showers
So I could drown my tears in the rain
Relieve myself of all this pain
It’s hard leaving you
But it’s for the best
Now I see the truth
I know I will get another man to love me like I deserve
I hope I don’t hold your sins against the other men of this world
All this resentment I now hold towards you
I need to find a way to let it go
Throw my bitterness to the wilderness
And welcome tomorrow like the days of spring
All things new; the rebirth of a my being
I’m leaving just the way I came
Of my own free will
Oh, I’m taking my son too
He’s a part of the deal
You leave me alone forever more
15 years of my life I will never get back
But I’ve got the rest of my life to make up for that
See the world like I’ve always dreamed it
Or at least live like I wish it
Do all the things that you averted
Because of your silly, jealous tendencies
I can finally speak to my male friends
Without you throwing temper tantrums
Bye now and don’t you try to stop me
I will send my brother for my things
And don’t you dare throw away anything
I hope you sleep well tonight
If I was you, I would sleep with one eye wide
Open…

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Poem from a Fan: Arnold Toulon

So I've gotten my first real fan mail, well actually it's a poem... from a Dominican Artist based in St. Lucia. He posted it after he read my latest poem, Walking Away - a poem I wrote to raise awareness about Domestic Violence as a means to get more women to speak up about the issue. The poem was posted in a Facebook poetry group for Dominican writers: Domnichen Poetic Circle. So here is the post from him:

Delroy.!.(.I never call you that.) -:)

So...... Nesta!!, (Is it a 'Marley thing?),

(sounds more like your poetry).

,I don't think I have enough words.

Your works have captivated me from the start.

You write from the heart.

I don't, and can't, rate you; just by your prose.

Your command of the language

Every DPCEE knows.

wIth anticipation,

we waiting.

To see what Delroy (Nesta) posting.

You give us the "ZOUK".

And remind us of our flag.

Alwin Bully designed it ...

I guess some kinda komee tee,, mus have signed it.

Of what it really means to be a Dominican.

You , to me are the best conception.

DEE,,,,,,

you may be a humble man,,,,

Most Dominicans are.

In this poetry business,

I think you are a Star.

Delroy ,I want to Hail you from afar !

Your lines are well laid

You Step up to the "bar"!

Don't exchange Diamonds for Zirconium,

These tomes you write are at the arch of decorum.

One more poem ,,,,,,

That's all I would beg.....

Something to think about,,,,

before I go to bed...

But I could do with the ones

that you've already sown.

No more 'block';

Now the trumpet is blown!

(Arnold Toulon 2012. St.Lucia)[?]

I'm proud of this poem... I'm gonna print it and frame it, so that I always remember...

Thanks Arnold, again...