What the System does and have Been Doing to our Boys

The treatment of black boys and black men is appalling.  The youngest person to be executed in America was a 14 year old boy.  I posted this on my fb timeline.  Is this just typical or a one off.

Let we never forget.... How far we have come......Or do they just shoot us now???

"In a South Carolina prison on June 16, 1944, guards walked a 14-year-old Black boy, bible tucked under his arm, to the electric chair. He used the bible as a booster seat. At 5' 1" and 95 pounds, the straps didn’t fit, and an electrode was too big for his leg. The switch was pulled, and the adult sized death mask fell from his face. Tears streamed from his wide-open, tearful eyes, and saliva dripped from his mouth. Witnesses recoiled in horror as they watched the execution of the youngest person in the United States in the past century.................  This is just an extract, the details are gruelling and cruel of course he was innocent.  Which is often overlooked when you are black and male.... 

posted fb 10/08/13

#191a I want a Boy

I want a boy

I want a boy

I wondered about this sentiment

Why a boy in preference to a girl

How sexist I thought

How self loathing I thought

I want a boy

I want a boy

So the system can

Turn him into a toy

So he can be put down

So he can be accused

Stop searched

All rights removed

I want a boy

To be foda far the system

Make solicitors rich

Keep courts busy

House prisons

I want  a boy

I want a boy

So he can be called names

So he can be drugged

Then sectioned

So whatever happens in a 10 mile radius

He can be blamed

I want a boy

I want a boy

That I can love

Where my father walked away

This boy can play

I want a boy

Who one day

If he is allowed to be

Can lead my people

A boy to set us all free

Bad Fast Food

Don't get me started on the endless line of Fast Food Chicken shops in my area.  Yes I live in one of those neighbourhoods.  Let's not go there as to how I happen to live on my particular road why my child goes to That particular school.  It is n't by choice as, if you are from a particular class your choices of education and housing are limited.  Of course you can buy your way out of your demoghaphic grouping but you can't buy your way out of a class.  Should I say certain classes I don't know my Parents came as Immigrants over 50 years ago they both worked very hard my Mother owned property and my Father had purchased a few properties before he returned home.  Is this progress I don't know coz other than my daughter attending university not much has changed.  I live in Social housing, which incidentally I don't have the confidence in the work market to buy my home.  Mort -gage (something you pay until you die).

My father had once said 'Not all people should get a mortgage'  I was 10 at the time I didn't know what he meant I kind of get it now.
Where were we?  fast food 'Bad Fast Food'  'You are what you eat'  Funny just typing the word 'EAT' and I accidentally typed 'MEAT' freaky huh???

#189 Morleys Madness

Fast food from Morleys

Is for people who eat poorly

They have no regards for health

It's a fast food treat

With.suspect meat

That's been sitting around on a shelf

Our young girls become inflated

Makes men's eyes dilated

Boys eat it to refuel

After hours spent

Playing the fool's

This is the taste they crave

After they eat they become sluggish

They join a gang

Now they are behaving thuggish

Forget banning drugs and drinks

Ban this bad smelling food

The false economy stinks

Put in the Preparation for Success

Posted fb 05/08/13

#187 Prepare For Success

Is it possible to prepare too much

Is it possible to be too ready

what happens if you are prepared to much

What happens if you are too ready

Do you overshoot your target

End up getting no prize

Come home empty handed maybe

Is it possible to over do

The preparation

The getting ready

Or are these things we say to ourselves

When we don’t want to put in the effort

I intend to be prepared

Over or under

I intend to be ready

Over under

Now I say it like that

I know which one I prefer

I will be over  prepared

I will be over ready

I will come home with the prize

I will not be coming home empty handed

The Arrogant Poet

As a poet , you some time feel the need to share everything especially at night I wake up confused or confident this is my most creative time of the day.  I posted my poem 3 hours late, I simply just fell asleep, woke up feeling guilty then quickly penned this and gave it as the second poem for that day.

Posted fb 04/08/13 (also)

#185a Late Night Ramblings

Ramblings or clear thinking

In the middle of the night

When I awake

Have I been woken by the gem?

Of a clear thought that must be shared

Or have I been woken

By an empty stomach

Or some other bodily function

Which needs to be answered

Am I awake ?

Or is this part of REM?

If it is

Will I awake

To find nothing on this page

Or will it be filled?

With my clear thoughts

That oh so needed to be shared

Or will it be filled with ramblings

Ramblings trying desperately

To be much more

If I continue on

Maybe I will produce a gem

Maybe I should review

What has gone before

In case I have already produced that gem

What is now left is the rambling

If only I could stop

Be confident to stop

Feeling I have done enough

I have delivered

The arrogance

The confidence

Be bold

And stop and say this is enough

Enough of the rambling

Make it stop!

Make it stop!

Which shops survive

Whilst driving threw Brixton it suddenly occurred to me there was a definite pattern in regards to which shops survived and which just fell by the wayside.  There is a shoe shop in Brixton named JoJo's that shop has been there for as long as I can remember.  I often wonder around looking at the designer shoes that just aint my style.  Obviously someone is buying them coz it is still there

posted fb 02/08/13

#183 What remains

What remains

What stays

Who decides

These things

These days

Shoe shop

Pawn shop

Bed shop

Food shop

That’s it

All others

Fall by the wayside

Lets just call it love

posted fb 01/08/13

#182 Work in Progress

He said it was work in progress

As he played with my heart

He said I was a project

He just hadn’t got around to start

He put me on hold

Just for the tone

I wanted to hang up

I wasn’t that bold

He held the balls

He pulled the strings

He had my heart

I, I had to give in

Stress at work

Once again I feel forced to take time out from work.  you would think I was running some huge company.  I refuse to stay in  a stressful situation in the name of work and money.  So I have decided to put my job on hold for 4 weeks, well it coincides with the summer holidays so that has worked out well.  Is there  a plan, kind of bit of  wing and a prayer, which I think is about to be answered just been short-listed which is great coz money will be running out soon.  They say you are 6 weeks from being on the street, that is a scary thought.  well I have 5 1/2 weeks to go.  let's hope note

posted fb 31/07/13

#181 I have to give in

I am jacking it in

I am leaving today

I have had enough

I don’t care about what you want to say

You don’t know what it is like

You haven’t had my luck

You don’t know what I have had to put up with

While I listen to all this muck

There is the innuendos

Then the put downs

The questioning of my ability

Whenever I am around

Now what they say behind my back

I hate to think

What they say to my face

Makes my heart sink

You think I was use to it

Grew a thick skin

Well surprisingly No! I haven’t

They have won

I have to give in.