This is to the teachers who put me on a pedestal The only ‘justification’ they used bordered cultural and racial This is to the classmates who sectioned off by sex With girls to the right and boys to the left This is to the headmasters who signed off on those papers Took bribes from the … Continue reading School: A Trauma
The sun sets, Slowly dimming the street. It falls behind the magnificent structure Of steel, glass and concrete. The view from this altitude Is an endless stretch of charm. With what's left of the sun's rays Reaching from the city to my palm. As the roads wind and connect A seemingly complicated system of its … Continue reading City Lights
What are we? We are a generation. A generation of dreamers who are told to walk when we can fly. A generation of poets who speak of nothing but truth. A generation of scholars who are censored through education. A generation of learners who know nothing and everything. A generation of thinkers whose thoughts we … Continue reading What Are We?
Blank. I sit and stare at my screen Trying to find the words to say But to tell all that I’ve seen Well... I’ve only got a day For every finger we point There are three pointing back At us for our inadequacies And corresponding fallacies They push you to the edge Only to knock … Continue reading Society