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My community 

My community is more than just me, it stretches as far as the eyes can see

My community is more than my kin, it’s made up of the righteous and those filled with sin.

My community has no ethnicity, we represent the world collectively.

My community is made up of boys on the block, even those dudes hustling and shooting rock

My community has suits and the boys in blue, it has teachers and doctors and the children still in school.

My community has no politics you must follow we exist in peace and love so there is no need for sorrow.

My community has no warring factions, you and you alone are responsible for your actions.

My community doesn’t accept discrimination, but if you’re scared of us we’re happy to be patient.

My community is build on strong foundations, we believe in equality across all nations.

My community allows all to thrive because to hold back one person is to hold back their life.

My community, we exist in peace, because when there is only love, then we don’t have to consider defeat.

My community, is open to everybody, we breath and bleed the same so let’s exist in equality.

Which way? 

Staring into nothingness as my mind wondersI see so much that my mind thunders

And sometimes I feel so trapped I tumble through traps

Life telling me I should be doing this and that

So do your studies young man it’s essential

Then go to uni because you have potential

Then get married and up your financial, buy a house and get a job make sure you get dental.

But what if I don’t want to take the road most travelled

What if I’d prefer to see what’s out there and travel

What if my opportunities differ to yours

What if I chose to just take a pause

Then does that suddenly make me essentially flawed.

Because you think I’m wasting time because I’m bored

Does my voice suddenly get drowned to whisper 

because your ideology was not my kismet

Or am I allowed to let go and be free  

Am I allowed to to say fuck it and just be me…

Prison Cells

I don’t like confined spaces
I was misunderstood and they locked me up 

I was lost and confused and they didn’t give a fuck

My colour, my religion, just more categories in which to them I’m insufficient.

Stop and search has made me hate the system

Little brown boy is just another victim

I thought we had developed 

beyond judgement of colour 

But it seems me and mine are just born to suffer

Traces of the empire try to collapse us

 like I say, I will stand, against your hatred, because every time you throw me in a cell, I am,

Fully aware, of your judgements, 

I don’t like confined spaces, 

24 hours no phone call, the inhumanity of a metal box,

 I hate confined spaces,

 isolated from the world, from my fellow man

Can I plead my case, of course you can, lies.

Because Innocence, does it exist,

You were in that place you must have been causing shit. 

That’s what they tell me so I feel like a prick.

Unfair, unequal, unjustified.

You judged me based on some other guy, who looked like me with a beard and a backpack, 

you judged him based on some other person, not considering who your stereotype is hurting, 

your judgements cause problems, create fears.

I don’t like confined spaces

But I’ve been backed into a corner and I’ll come out swinging 

First in a while….

I walk, miles at a time,

but only in my mind,

It seems the worlds design

Relies on us find,

But what,

I don’t know

Because in my search I’m blind

So I put my hands out and I just begin to climb.

And though I may slip n descend into a bottem less pit

Something always catches me before I lose my shit.

And then epiphany hits like the bullet from a clip

So the next time I climb I’m higher before I slip.

Because the thing I am searching for is not a thing at all

Because searching for things leaves us wanting more

These things we want, objects of our desire,

fleeting feelings causing emotions to transpire,

are merely just distractions from climbing higher

I must clear my mind or fall like I did prior.

See the truth is there is nothing to find

the bottomless pits are cages of the mind

So rather than focusing on the possession of objects

I’ll keep climbing till I am more than desires complex.