Poem: Finsbury Park

Hatred in response to hatred

is not the answer,

prejudice in response to prejudice

is not the answer,

more violence

and one man dead

and many more injured,

may the man who died in the mosque attack

in Finsbury Park rest in peace and may his loved ones

find strength at this very sad time.

Poem: Grenfell Tower

The horror of been at home one minute

to finding yourself facing death,

the fear that they must have went through

is unimaginable.

Faulty work,

cutting corners

ending in tragedy for many.

May everyone who died in Grenfell Tower rest in peace

and may their loved ones find strength at this very sad time.

Poem: Chechnya

The harrowing stories

of electric shocks, brutal beatings

and starvation which many men

are facing or at risk of in Chechnya

is sickening to hear.

Barbaric abuse been launched

over the sexuality of these men

by animals in Camouflage

and their ordering counterparts.

Three deaths are known to have happened

though there could be more.

One man died in the concentration camp

while two more died in ‘honour killings’

carried out by very fucking strange relatives.

May they rest in peace.

Let these concentration camps end,

stop this torture,

let people live in peace.




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Poem: History Repeating Itself

It’s sad. It’s really very sad.


It’s like so many humans are not able

to be kind,



are so scared of the unknown

that they mock

like childish babies.


Years ago, they had a problem

with someone being gay,

now a progression has been made

in that line

but it took thousands of years

to know one simple thing,

being gay is alright.


Now the pattern is happening again,

with pansexual, trans and non-binary people.

Will some humans never learn?

Is it going to take many more thousands of years

to know that

being pansexual is alright,

being trans is alright,

being non-binary is alright?

Poem: Fuck The Labels!



Fuck the labels!


Oh but still I’m proud of my labels darling,

my god my mind is in conflict,

the times in which we live.


I am me,

I have the feelings of the labels

but have no idea why that’s reason

for a divide my dears.



I am female,

I am cisgender,

I am white,

I am pansexual,

I am an atheist,

I am an androgynous dresser,

I am a hippie,

I am Irish,

I am a nerd.

I am also human

but did you know

that at the start of time

I would have well,

that I just was?

You know divides are inhuman,

power crazed is inhuman,

and those who do divide

are immoral,


acting in an abnormal way

to being human?

and, though I can’t stand them,

I pity them so much.



In modern life we are our labels

but in truth we are all just us

and bigots are just them,

that’s the real us and them

that exists,

they have made it so

which is unfortunate.

Power crazed has happened,

people have become crazed to win

against other boxes,

sounds silly

but then bigots are immature,

power crazed and in love with themselves,

their problem occurs when too many labels

that they don’t like spring up

but when labels were made for their feelings years ago

they were chuffed,

and continued to be so,

no complaints.

I am proud of all that I am

but I also think it would have being beautiful

when there was no labels,

maybe it will go back to that

hundreds of years from now

and you know

that sounds pretty cool.