Justice is meh name

It's a peom about a man who is respected

I am de banner man,
No one can do what i can,
With meh drum in meh hand,
I can march through any land,
I am de man dey fear,
I am de one with de big ear,
Justice is meh name,
Protectin' de innocent is meh game.

Listenin' to de people's concern,
Sometimes i scribble or discern,
Beatin' de wicked with meh big stick,
That i assure you does do de trick,
I does be watchin' dem in dey eye,
Makin' sure dey tell me no lie,
Then takin' meh drum i beat meh songs,
Dem stories i tell about dem British Crownies.

I can make 'em cry,
Jus' by tellin de story 'bout our ancestors who die,
I usually beat on meh drum,
As cool an' liquifyin' as rum,
An' when i done,
I always look up at de moon or sun,
Passin' meh hand on meh bald head,
I follow de path i wish to tred.

Travellin' to distant land so far,
Meh skin had been brunt to a dark coloured tar,
But people respect me for who i am,
Dey offer me milk, bread and guava jam,
For i Justice provide de people with laws,
Which holds us together in it's claws,
Justice is meh name,
An' yuh know what - forever it would be de same.