Monday 6 May 2013

No Jobs for the Post Grads


My Daughter and a few of her friends are currently looking for work.. This situation breaks my heart.  They done it the right way.  Stayed at school, went to college then University got Degrees and now almost 3 years on they are in most instances waiting for that Break.  You know the one where you get a decent job paying decent money with security and bs would be nice .  Where did it all go wrong?  I feel that we have let them down.  There is something we have failed to do.  Now I think it is too late and they are on their own and they have to make it happen.  

There aren’t any jobs out there, there are just many ads for jobs that don’t exist and Agencies and Employers exploiting the lucrative market.

Posted 27/04/13


#85 Looking for a Job
I am looking for a job
Something I can do
Which pays lots of money
And the hours are good too
I don't want to travel
Can't be doing with that fuss
Something that allows me a lot of spare time
To concentrate on us
I would apply
But I know what they will say
Say they are not hiring today
I will get despondent
Start believing there lies
Then I will stop getting out of bed
I won't even try
So about that job
With the great money and the fab hours
What? it doesn't exsit
Now isn't that surprising
I guess I will be staying on this list

Another Boy killed in London Town


I entitled this Another.  As I said this is a subject I will be forced to revisit.  Teenagers within the Black community (Predominantly) finding it necessary to end another Black Boys life.
This was shocking when I read the news item,  it was his birthday and he was stabbed on a bus his sister simply said ‘He never got to eat his Birthday cake’
The way the media delved into his past was unpleasant it was if they were saying as he had been expelled from the school he was visiting at the time.  Somehow it was justified that he was murdered.  The Police always look for gang links.  So gang members can kill other gang members and that’s ok



Posted on fb 28/04/13

#86 Another
Another sixteen year old
Loosing their life on the street
Sixteen is so young
What a way to die
All I can say is why?
Why all this killing?
Is there nothing they can do
Which is equally as thrilling
Sixteen. Sixteen
Life hasn't even begun
Some coward thought it would be fun
To take this beloved son
To end his life before it has started
Now we are forced to mourn the dearly departed
Its too much for me to understand
I walk past these young boys
Not knowing which one won't make it
To be a man
All chances ended
This makes no sense
This I will never understand
By someone you may or may not know
Is this how random life can go
Another boy
Taken too soon
That pain
Goes straight to the womb

Commuting on London Underground


Just an observation I had whilst travelling on London Underground.  Maybe it’s paranoia I can’t be sure .


I know I am not the only one who thinks this when they are travelling around, particularly when you are in a hurry


Posted FB 29/04/13

#87 Disruption
Where have you come from
I really don't know
You are standing exactly where I want to go
Is it a conspiracy
I have to ask why
Where do these people come from
when I am trying to get by
Why these people have to stand in front of me?
Is it because you know I am in a rush
I have no time to get caught up in this crush
Is this your time and motion test?
See if things are stacked against
Let's see if I can progress

SPAM and how to avoid it.


I am sure we all feel this way about our email accounts what is the answer?  Firstly open another Email account and give this address to no one.  also for as an extra precaution do not send any emails out.  There sorted !!


Posted fb 30.04.13
#88 Fallen Out
I have fallen out with my mailbox
I don't know what is going on
Every time I open it
There are more things gone wrong
I don't remember signing up to all these things
Where did they get my address?
It must be some sort of Syndicate Ring
They need to take my name off their list
They send me deals. Alerts and wowchers
For things I don't want to do
Crazy offers and discounts for all things new
Occasionally there is something I need
But the restrictions are difficult to achieve
I know I should turn my back on the lot
I don't have the will power
To make it stop
So each day I open my mailbox
Just for a peek
To see if there is something
Maybe today I will get some relief
With something I actually need

Buju Banton Still a Great Artist


This Poem is in response to something I read on FB about Buju Banton.  I not going to get into the details of the charges and why where and how.  What we need to accept that drug taking ins rife in the Music Industry.  They only have a small window of opportunity to give us an high energy performance, the pressures must be vast.  The industry is to blame for every drug misuse issue that these artist have.  At some stage it is introduced to these young starlets and from then on it becomes the norm..

Posted 02/05/13

#90 Justice Rings True
They try to silence him
This they cannot do
He stands for justice
He stands for truth
His voice rings out clear like a bell
He speaks of things that others don't dare tell
How many times have we seen this happen?
It is a well used pattern
If liberty you protect
We need to come forward and stand correct
They have us scared to protest
You can never keep a good man down
And truth always wills out
They have blood on their hands
These are the true murders
If I listen intently
I can hear your shout
You cage us control us
You can monitor what we eat and drink
One thing they can never do
Is control what we think

Mother and Son




This poem came from something someone said to me, when I said a friend had their son’s picture as their fb profile picture, I also stated his shirt was off.  They just used the phrase ‘Oh one of those Mothers with an inappropriate relationship with their son’.  I was surprised at how well articulated the point was and then quickly gave other examples.  It seems it is quite a phenomenon and however it came about it needs to stop coz no good will or has come from it


posted fb 6/05/13
#94 Mother and Son

I've got an inappropriate relationship with my son
I know where it started
You see his Father just up and Run
I had to act fast I became a wife and a Super-Mum
Football league, buying all that he needs
This was how it had to be

He's got a little of him
A lot of me
Can you not see he is perfect as can be
I have an inappropriate relationship with my Son
He's like the Husband I never had
If he was much older you would say he was my Dad
I can't see what's wrong, he's like the Brother I never had
They say I've got an obsession with my son
You would to if you know all that we've been through

Now he is hanging with the wrong crowd
There's the weird smell from his room
I guess the police will be around again soon
Picking on my boy
Why won't they let him be
He is here most evenings keeping me company
So what's so wrong with that
Time has moved on. I still can't see what was wrong.
I've got a long distant relationship with my son