You all come it’s a leisure moment in paradise checkmate St. Lucia Gros Islet you capture the north wind our people one and all are kin Down the line to Castries let us make it the capital why not it’s a win Dauphin, you came too late the others will not place you it’s quite odd In the middle stands proud Dennery seaside village in line to take it all Praslin you who mark out the way down South forever keeping steady Keeping it real is Micoud still the village to recon with midway south Vieux Fort you who capture the south wind beaches bright & sunny Climbing the western slope Laborie village marching to a different tune Drive into the springs it's Sulphur and Soufriere second city its quite witty Back in the middle playing its fiddle is Canaries fish fry day open-air village If you are not mesmerizing our beautiful Island will tenderize your bones Beautiful St. Lucia warm and friendly people living loving proud as a stipple The Land the people the Light sons and daughters of beautiful Saint Lucia. Take your place stand fast don’t take no sass your beauty will last forever For PwindaykyE Poetry kgla