Dear Mr Gaston, Thank you for the belated and court-ordered’ apology I received from you today (27/02). I respect and acknowledge the effort you took to follow the judge’s order to issue this apology. I am however very disappointed that you had to be ‘forced/ordered’ to apologise to me despite having been racially harassed and…

From the Perspective of a Claimant who ‘lived to tell the tale’. Though racism against ‘othered’ teachers (Black, Asian, white with a foreign accent) is rarely covered by the media, this ‘disease’ has, for years, been a pandemic in the Education sector. This is a very ironic situation since educational establishments should be places where…

Last night. I had another encounter with the ‘other’ have you ever pondered how scared they are of you? Brave. it ain’t about being unafraid a taming of fear is the birthing of rationality… Last night. I could have fast tracked it down the drain slapped it to death with yesterday’s paper smashed it, squashed…

Lakesha was racially raped – But not violated, the case file says It was soon after she had ‘liked’ a Me too – hashtag Now she’s just another tongue-tied walking dead black body Minding her master’s business, she was at the time Nevertheless –  Lakesha; a big black fly hovering on the periphery Yes, they…

What makes you who you are? Have you ever wondered? I hear you searching for the answer in your footsteps… the ones you took before and soon after the apocalypse… I see you searching the echoes of your daydreams and sometimes, your night dreams too I have watched you with a thieving eye as you…

That word That thought  That moment  That feeling  That choice!  But why…What might the cause of thy discontent be? You do not look like us… You mouth it with such vileness, but the winds whisper it with such carelessness But Listen…My only wish is for us to love you and me for that reason! I…

This poem aims to highlight some of the many challenges faced by African musicians living in London. Inspired by the most amazing and talented Congolese guitarist Mbokaliya aka Burkina Faso Laughing Man’s JazBlues – Strong no stop no grown man from dying…’ He laughs between…a rhumba rhyme and a strum… wiping my tears with his…

Part 1 Dear Reader, oftentimes this is how it all starts Lost love shatters a heart into a thousand unspoken wordsA mind plagued by shadows and phantoms is a prisoner of silence Unannounced cyclones    Unexpected storm clouds Unprepared for the hurricane You are burning up in flames you don’t even feel Sometimes – you…