The dormitory security guard is a Jamaican woman
With a plump, middle-age figure and stoic stare.
She seldom smiles at the students she’s hired to protect
Simply watching them come and go, checking their ID tags
And only speaking when prompted in a Jamaican jive
That’s thick with accent and difficult to understand.
Taken for granted and unappreciated by residents,
She works a thankless, but necessary job.