The Tao of Bob Marley

Sophie Steckerl

February 20, 2013

PAP- English

The Tao of Bob Marley

One summer day on the warm beaches of Jamaica, woke the “Rasta Man” or better known as Bob Marley. He smiled at the rising sun. Three little birds where on his doorstep. Singing sweet songs, of melodies pure and true. They said, “ This is message to you-ou-ou. Don’t worry about a thing. Cause every little thing is gonna be alright.”

As Bob and the three little birds were making there way into town, they saw a young boy sitting down in the sand. Bob could tell the boy was upset.  Bob went over and with out asking what was wrong he started singing. “Don’t worry…” and the three little birds started chirping and humming along.  The young boy looked up and smiled.

He finally made it to Trenchtown. He mingled with the good people he met that day. He couldn’t help but think about the good friends we had, and the good friends he lost along the way. He thought, “ In this bright future you can’t forget your past.” 

As he walked Bob found himself in the government yard. He sat and observed the hypocrites.  Looking at the scholars who had been to the best schools in all of Jamaica he observed that, “Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.”

One of the birds chirped into his ear, “ Look Bob, your sister is over there!” As he made his way over to her we noticed she was crying. He took her hand and began to sing, “ No women, no cry, no women no cry, Oh my little sister, don’t shed no tears!” He tried making her feel better by telling her stories about when Georgie would make the fire light, log wood burning through the night. Then we would cook corn meal porridge. He shared some words of wisdom, “ My feet is my only carriage, so I’ve got to push on threw, but while I’m gone… Everything’s gonna be alright, everything’s gonna be alright, everything’s gonna be alright… My fear is my only courage, so I’ve got to push on threw, oh, while I’m gone… Everything’s gonna be alright, everything’s gonna be alright, everything’s gonna be alright…”

No women, No cry.

As the sun went down he walked back home. He smiled at the setting sun. And was happy with what he accomplished today. He was proud of the person he was. He said good night to the three little birds and hoped to see them tomorrow. He said to himself, “ None but ourselves can free our minds”.  

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