“My Biography”

The sun is shining and the sky is clear, all the lights are on, but ‘ONE’ hopes that I am sitting in the dark. It is all coming clear to me. The writing is on the wall. Someone out there is writing my biography and I know who he is. He did not ask me for any information, but he is telling my history in his own words… Oh what a fictitious tale he is telling. I am watching and waiting… just giving him all the rope he needs. As the old Trinbagonian folks always say, “One day, one day Congotay!”