I Am A Woman And I Don’t Feel Safe In This World

I was born like thisWith tits and big hipsA river between my legs,A lake in my heart,A mind that rages like the ebbs of the sea,Mud on my hands before I knew what water is. I have dragged this mountain,And though I have the sight,I still crumble at my sides.I have been told to bow…

What Self-loathing Type Of Shared Misery Is This?

Why is having more important that being? Why have we prided blindness over seeing?When did the type of fork matter over the food?Why does vice and menace thrive over brotherhood? When did likes and numbers overtake feeling?Technology stealing more than it’s healing?Ten cars, seven houses and still we’re suffering.It’s as though our progress is backfiring….

Where Are We As Humanity Going? Surely? Seriously? Honestly?

We live in a world where the poor man’s tongue is cut, where a woman cannot sit comfortably among men alone, where a black man can only feel safe among other black men, where children have been taught the race game, and men the shame game because boys will be boys, innit? We live in…