Barbados
postage stamps for you;
Plenty
facts stuck with glue;
These
sticky little squares do show;
Monarchy
you should know;
What
rates for the weights they must hold,
On
papers new or old?
Postage
stamps tell, tell true stories;
Not
of Whigs and Tories.
Revenue
sent to government
Stamps
legal document;
We
make love to sticky-paste squares
With
kisses, glue adheres.
Queen
Victoria days of yore;
Penny
Post at the door;
World's
first postmark known, who carved it?
Henry
Bishop made it.
Who
gave us the adhesive stamp?
Was
Rowland Hill, the champ?
Barbados
postage stamps left clues;
Of
kings and queens infuse.
On
this half penny stamp of green;
Historical
facts seen;
A
crown that floats above a head;
What
message does it spread?
In
the Victorian era,
He
wore no crown never;
A
consort he was her husband;
She
proposed to this man.
Strong
woman would make that occur;
He
said yes, yes after;
Acrostics
she did; he liked chess;
Both
them played with success.
Queen
Victoria on the throne;
Morality
enthroned;
To
every far flung colony;
Barbados,
so tiny;
Growing
sugar-cane island’s crop;
And
slaves working non-stop;
No
wage in pounds, shillings and pence;
Working
fields, heat intense.
Cutting
sugarcane filled dray-carts,
Feeding
mills, black-poor hearts;
Bedchamber
crisis in Palace;
Peel
resigned from office;
Interesting
review on this;
This
postage stamp depicts
Britannia,
Roman goddess,
Postage
face does impress.
What
are the images you see?
Neptune
god of the sea;
Which
Britannia personified;
And
Romans canonized.
Female personification
Britannia's passion
Brave waves did splash over England
Britain the great island;
Like
Neptune she holds a trident;
Three
prongs so evident;
Neptune
rides waves with seahorses
Well;
Britannia does.
For
crying out loud hear this thing;
Barbados
she acting
Like
she is, Great Britain's England;
Called
self "Little England".
Barbados
stamps from the outset;
Mirrored
England's stamp set;
Post
photos alike during the
Victorian
era.
Look
at postage stamp one farthing;
Gives
credence and backing;
Much
more is on this postage plate;
So
let's reiterate;
Barbados’
story of money,
Few
words stated mintly;
Three
and a half centuries ago,
Crown's
grip on it did show.
Pounds
shillings and pence, changeable;
British
money table;
Four
farthings, one penny it is;
Twelve
pence one shilling, Chris.
Imagery
on the stamps does say;
Victoria
holds sway;
Eighteen
thirty-seven young queen;
On
the throne at eighteen.
How
much those two pees worth today?
A
reckoning would say
In
Barbados money, six cents;
Inflation
dents the pence.
Imperialist's
grip on Bimshire
Postage
stamps, front and rear;
Dubbed
Barbados Britannia
Bags
mail with carrier.
Britannia
has many themes:
Sea,
land, air, and dog scenes
Celebrations,
and so much more;
Seen
on each stamp photo.
Look
at Britannia below,
And
see how those themes glow;
In
this postage stamp gallery;
Compiled
for you gladly.
Did
the Bajan Britannia
Suffer
asthenia?
No,
got too much power to stir
The
colonial air;
Feeding
the lungs of royalty,
And
their entrenched army,
The
largest Empire on earth;
With
glory and self-worth.
Two
centuries these British knaves;
Britannia
ruled the waves;
Politics
play on sticky squares;
Land
owners billionaires;
Hindsight
sees the bad and the good;
Sherwood
hid Robin Hood;
Empire
and George VI would die;
His
daughter is not shy.
In
the year nineteen sixty-six,
Elizabeth
did fix
Imperial
wrongs, she undressed;
Her
Commonwealth cleaned mess;
Bajan
Britannia in the dark;
Independence
stamps spark;
Britain
no longer holds this rock;
Forty-five
years ticktock.
With
the texture of an Afro,
The
rock sat in Barrow;
Proudly
wrapped in Broken Trident;
Union
Jack silent.
A
bold shift in Bajan postage;
The
royal head abridge;
When
Queen Elizabeth gave back,
With
great poise, and brave tact.
This
rock, her ancestors sliced up
Lapping
royal tea-cup;
In
the year sixteen twenty five;
Human
rights ere deprive;
More
than three hundred years preserved;
Before
new Queen observed;
Her
reign brings to Bajans new hope,
And
a new skipping rope.
Each
postage stamp bears Bajan craft;
Drives
postal photograph;
With
themes, and scenes of our land;
Sir
Garry from Bayland;
Cricketer
from Police Sports Club;
Queen
Elizabeth dubbed;
Sir
Garfield Sobers on the field;
Greatest
all-rounder kneeled.
Bajan's living
hero knighted;
Captaincy
accepted;
Sir
Frank Worrell ere his mentor;
At
the wicket we saw;
He
pleased crowds growing round the ground
On
him, flowing around;
Sir
Garfield St Auburn Sobers;
Collie’s
death he ponders...
Traumatic
time indeed for him;
Drinking
tears kept him slim;
Hits
six sixes in one over;
Pleasing
crowds rolled-over.
Six
successive balls in cricket,
From
powerful wicket;
See
him on postage Sir Gary
Hones
cricket skillfully.
Pause
we must on October nine;
This
thought floods brain of mine
On
postal anniversary;
Postage
fraternity.
Eighteen
hundred and sixty four,
This
I recall and more;
The
arrival of World Post Day
Mail
stubs are here to stay.
Reflect
we must on UPU;
Headquarters
for mail crew
Of
the Universal Postal;
A
problem-solving hull.
Union
taken for granted,
And
benefits charted;
The
UPU in zonal ways;
Hugs
Bajan postal trays.
With
pride and appreciation;
We
in this small nation;
Celebrate
World Post Day with hearts
In
Bern's postal ramparts;
Such
Swiss' confidence they instill
In
our postal mill;
Impacting
all living beings;
When Nations Seek postings.
Stuck
on historic road’s outpost;
With
alphabetic host;
Forty-eight
quatrains count and score
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