As 2012 drew to an end and 2013 was just to begin, I knew I wanted to be on stage. I wanted to be on stage donning a sarong around my waste, singing a melody appropriate for the Island of my forefathers while speaking words I learned in the land of my Birth - Oh, Canada.
So I sang, I sang of how we as Canadians need a sense of brotherhood, kinship. That we shouldn't be divided along racial, ethnic or class lines. We should find something that unites us. Something that breaks down the imagined barriers.
And so I pray that Toronto as a whole experiences a cultural renaissance which takes the best of the East and West and makes it relevant to our contemporary lives.