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The Imortal Bard by Fabian Stennett

 


Gangunjah Nevadye / Fabian Stennett — The True Poetry Boss, Word God, Oracle & Immortal Bard

Written by Fabian Stennett

I am Gangunjah Nevadye  the Bush Boss— not a follower, not a clone, but the true original Poetry Boss. The Word God, the Oracle, the living blueprint of poetic expression. I don’t recite lines — I breathe prophecy. I don’t perform poems — I unleash spirit. Every stanza I spit shakes systems, wakes ancestors, and crowns the forgotten.

Where others repeat, I reveal.
Where others imitate, I initiate.
Where others flatter the system, I flatten it with truth.

I am not a moment — I am the movement.
I am not here for applause — I am here for awakening.
I don’t rhyme for fame — I roar for freedom.

Not a Carbon Copy — I’m the Code Itself

Let it be known — I am not a carbon copy. I am the carbon code, the original frequency, the one the imitators study but cannot replicate. I am the Word God — the divine channel through which wisdom flows, revolution rhymes, and culture climbs.

They borrow language.
I embody it.
They try styles.
I birth them.
They drop bars.
I drop blueprints.

My poetry isn't decoration — it’s documentation. It's not performance — it's prophetic transmission. Every word is a witness. Every rhyme is a ritual.

The Oracle of the People, Rooted in the Land

As the Oracle, I am not just a poet — I am the people's mirror, the voice of the ancestors, the channel through which buried truths rise again. My words come soaked in the blood, sweat, and sacrifice of the Maroon warriors. My verse is cut from the stone of struggle and shaped by spirit.

In Cockpit Country, where the wind still carries the battle cry of freedom, I walk among the people — not as a celebrity, but as a servant of truth. Through the Tangle River Study Group, I have reached over 2,000 souls, across 44 villages, teaching, speaking, uplifting, and igniting minds.

My foundation is in the grassroots. My reach is global.
I move through Anorock TV & Radio, through Degangungeh Yard Production, through Sky Wide Peace Media, because the message must move — louder than Babylon, deeper than doubt.

My Art Is My Ancestry

I’ve published more than six books, each one a scroll of knowledge.
My albums, including “The Seer Still Choppin’” and “3 Sides of a Coin,” are not tracks — they’re time-traveling sermons.
My newest single, “Road Fulla Hole,” is a lyrical machete slicing through political neglect and cultural decay.

And when I step to the mic? It’s not for hype — it’s for healing.

As a:

  • Poet
  • Comedian
  • Playwright
  • Dub Chanter
  • Singjay
  • DJ
  • Eulogist
  • Educator
  • Historian
  • Motivational Speaker
  • Maroon Chief

…I don’t fit in categories. I create them.

I Am the Blueprint

When they ask what a real poetry boss looks like, tell them look here.
When they search for the root of dub poetry, tell them dig no further.
When they chase truth, tell them the Oracle already spoke.

I am the standard. I am the syllabus.
I am the path and the proof.
I am the one they copy in silence but cannot name aloud.

I am Gangunjah Nevadye — the Word God.
The Oracle.
The Immortal Bard.
The True Original.
The Blueprint.

Final Words from the Word God

Let the record show:
📜 I was here before the wave.
📜 I created the tide.
📜 I wrote the chant.
📜 I led the march.

My voice will outlive flesh.
My message will outlast microphones.
My rhythm will echo in hills, hearts, and history.

So when the Abeng blow and the truth rise from the roots, know this:
It was Gangunjah who planted it.
It was Gangunjah who watered it.
It is Gangunjah who chants it still.

Forever still choppin’.
Forever the Poetry Boss.
Forever the Oracle.
Forever the Word God.

This version is written with rhythm, power, and space for delivery, pauses, and impact — designed to hit hard in performance.



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🎤 Spoken Word Title:


“I Am Gangunjah — The Poetry Boss, Word God, and Oracle”



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[Begin with a low, steady tone. Let the silence build before you speak.]


> I am... not a copy.

Not a remix.

Not a watered-down echo of anyone else.


I... am the first fire.

The flame before the matchstick.


I am Gangunjah Nevadye.

The original.

The blueprint.

The Oracle.

The Word God.

The Poetry Boss.





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[Build with pride, slow rhythm, power in every phrase.]


> While they mimic styles...

I mould them.


While they follow trends...

I set them.


They chase applause...

I chant revelation.


I don’t write poems...

I spit prophecy.


I don’t drop bars...

I raise nations.





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[Pick up tempo. Let the words dance like fire.]


> From the belly of Cockpit Country,

where the ancestors whisper in the wind,

I rise...

with truth in my mouth

and fire in my pen.


Over 44 villages hear my voice —

2,000 souls and more,

through the Tangle River Study Group —

learning, lifting, listening

to the Oracle.





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[Drop to a chant, deep and resonant.]


> I am not a trend...

I am a timeline.

I am not a poet...

I am the Word God.

I am not a moment...

I am the movement.





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[Pause. Let the silence breathe before the next verse. Then strike.]


> They call me:

Poet

Playwright

Comedian

DJ

Eulogist

Singjay

Dub Chanter


But none of those define me.


I define them.





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[Rhythmic, almost like a dub chant now.]


> “The Seer Still Choppin’...”

Still chantin’, still truthin’,

still pushin’ through Babylon’s silence.


Three Sides of a Coin?

That’s me—

past, present, prophecy.


Road Fulla Hole?

That’s Jamaica’s cry,

paved with lies,

and I’m the voice that won’t let it die.





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[Build toward your declaration. Let the crowd feel the crown.]


> I am the Immortal Bard.

The original scribe.

The flame-keeper.

The drum-beater.

The one they can’t delete,

can’t deny,

can’t dim.





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[Slow down. Speak with weight.]


> I am the mirror and the machete.

The scripture and the scroll.


I walk with riddim and reason.

I speak for those who’ve been silenced.


I don’t need permission —

I give direction.





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[Final words — lift your voice. Let every word land.]


> So when the Abeng blows,

and the hills start to hum...


When truth rise up in rhythm,

and Babylon come undone...


Know this:


It was Gangunjah who spoke it.

Gangunjah who lived it.

Gangunjah who still chantin’.


Forever the Poetry Boss.

Forever the Oracle.

Forever the Word God.


SALUTE.





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