Trump Knew Something?

I wrote this a few days ago after reading an article about Trump’s campaign acknowledging Obama was born in the US. It’s just a quick crack at Trump’s ignorance. I really don’t have the energy to go into this “Hillary started it” nonsense. If you have a petulant child with crumbs on its face it’s fairly obvious the dog isn’t the reason the cookie jar’s empty.


So Trump knew Obama was American,

now that comes as a surprise,

not that he was ready and willing,

to spread his many lies,

But that he knew anything at all,

who thought that would arise?


There’s Never A Good Time

If 49ers quarterback, Colin Kaepernick, has thought us anything this week it’s that there never is a right time, place or way to protest against something people are comfortable with. If you do have the bravery to stand up (or in this case sit down) for what you believe in not only will your methods but also your earnestness shall be called into question.


It’s never the right time,

for political demonstration,

there’s always a reason,

wrong method, wrong season.

Intentions thrown into doubt,

you never say what you mean,

without political clout.

Race riots are pure yobbery,

not about the political robbery,

that disenfranchises,

entire races, communities,

and steals opportunities.

Always the question,

why are they speaking up now?

Why threaten the sacred cow?

Must be to do with publicity,

nothing to do with financial security,

or the groundswell of humanity,

giving you the bravery,

to stand against the insanity.

Has Black Lives Matter Made Progress?

It was depressing to see Charles Kinsey, a therapist trying to calm and console a patient with autism getting shot. It’s just so revealing of where things are at that it was a more a relief than anything else. It was just nice to see a story where a black man gets shot by police and lives to tell the tale. Still there was no reason why Charles Kinsey should’ve been shot. A man lying on his back, hands in the air, looking a lot like uncle Phil from The Fresh Prince of Bel Air, and explaining that he’s a behaviour therapist, is not a threat. The circumstances are almost farcical. What does a black man have to do to not get shot in america?


Charles Kinsey’s rather lucky…

not to have been shot of course.

By sharp shooting officer Plucky,

and his excessive show of force.

Following apparent police guidelines,

Pointing a gun at a suicidal man,

as phones point from the sidelines,

capturing the moments of this “master plan”.

“Don’t shoot yourself or I’ll shoot you”,

the message from Miami’s elite.

Probably haven’t thought this through,

is it too hot to think in that Florida heat?

Still one must admire those Southern Manners,

aiming for the leg, not chest or head.

I’m just glad to see the newspaper banners,

saying black man shot, but not dead.



Wishing Charles Kinsey a full and speedy recovery.

Black Lives Matter

After the Michael Brown and Eric Garner were killed by police there were reprisals in New York. Now it’s happened again, and it will happen again and again until the root problems are addressed. Oppressive, racially biased policing is killing people and it has to stop. Justice must not only be done but seen to be done. Officers who kill innocent people need to face justice. Otherwise like what happened in Dallas last night, men will take justice into their own hands, and that justice will be flawed, full of hate and anger, and invariably visited on the wrong person.


For blue lives to matter black must too,

for all lives matter even black or blue.

But when black lives fall to police violence,

from lady justice all that is heard is silence.

For police can treat black skin with impunity,

as they oppress and murder black communities.

You can’t stand on people without them fighting back,

If this is true for you imagine if your skin was black.

Faces of the dead; like yours, like that of your family’s,

while news anchors report on alternate realities.

Being stopped and searched, and being realistic,

you have to prepare yourself to be a statistic.

Black and blue are caught in a circle of hate,

a circle which only more blood will sate.

Breaking this cycle is simple math,

police must fear justice’s wrath.

Police must serve and protect the truth,

and not continue to act as the oppressors boot.


The English and Welsh have really outdone themselves on the stupidity stakes today, and, considering the age profile of the leave voters, have heaped yet more evidence on the pile for the baby-boomers being “the worst generation.”


Well done Britain,

hope you’re proud of what you’ve done,

every man and woman.

Say goodbye to the NHS.

Weren’t you listening to the Eaton Mess?

Gove wrote a book about it,

and like an ignorant twit,

you lot went for bust,

and decided that this was a man you could trust.

Or was it Worzel Gummidge?

perhaps it was that chummy,

haunted ventriloquist’s dummy,

that sold you on the economic game of chicken,

with which you’re now stricken.

The effects of which will affect us all,


but we shall stand and alone you will fall.

So enjoy your fleeting dream,

and your callous Eatonian regime.

I Think Football Has No Place In Western Society

It pisses me off that anything wrong a Muslim person does, especially in the case of sexual assaults,  gets blamed on Islam. So I decided to use the usual arguments against Islam against Football, and guess what they fit perfectly! Sex crime is a wider society issue which has to be tackled in all corners not just scapegoated. That just makes people feel better about themselves without having to admit where they may have contributed to the problem.


It’s not that I think footballers are bad,

I just think football culture itself is evil.

I mean just look at what it does to a lad,

leaves them with an attitude medieval.

They mostly recruit boys who are poor,

shower them with fame and riches.

Then with locker room talk will implore,

that they treat women like bitches.

Not only players but managers,

have been caught misbehaving.

Many legal challengers,

with the law had too close a shaving.

Adam Johnson a player for Sunderland,

and Chelsea manager Graham Rix,

both found themselves on remand,

for grooming and underage sex.

Craig Thomson while playing for Hearts,

messaged two girls, twelve and fourteen,

made reference to their private parts,

until the day the law had to intervene.

Then there’s that Sheffield United scorer,

his name splashed across every paper,

The committer of the hotel horror,

Ched Evans* the Rhyl raper.

Remember the Reading academy boys,

who took two girls just twelve years old ,

treated their immature bodies like toys,

unafraid of the truth being told.

And why should they be?

The law’s afraid to prosecute,

they all walked free,

no judge wants to convict wearers of the boot.

So go on get rid of football,

the sport’s clearly what’s at fault,

without it this wouldn’t happen at all.

Ban Football to bring sex crime to a halt.




*Who since his conviction has been voted by fans into the Sheffield Utd. Hall Of Fame and has had fans singing songs which ridicule his victim. Could you imagine what would happen if Muslims did something similar? The Daily Mail would print nothing but that story for the next five years.




Don’t Trust The Lies Of The Elite

Over the past few weeks I’ve been learning about African civilisations which at the start of the year I had no idea about. Up until recently I was under the false impression that Africa had consisted entirely of small tribal groups and the Egyptian Empire who were not black. This it seems is all wrong. The Egyptians were black and there were many other African Empires. It seems to me this is something that western civilisation purposely refused to accept to justify the slave trade and stubbornly refuses to accept now as it breaks with tradition and it requires changing our world views. Nonetheless when I found out about Africa’s hidden past I felt robbed of part of our combined human heritage and our combined story.


Don’t take the hand of my brother,

for what he gives with one he takes with the other.

Everyone will know of his acts of charity,

but in private he hampers income parity.

Whether it be race or gender,

in his cheating he’s an equal offender.

He wears a face of kindness when giving nations aid,

while he quietly imposes unfair conditions on trade.


Don’t trust my brother’s lies

for through them history he will revise.

He will hide Africa’s achievement,

to justify the continent’s enslavement.

Erase the history of African empires,

to make an air of inferiority he conspires.

Forget the wealth which in Mali laid,

or in Benin whose walls fell to his blade.


Don’t listen to my brother’s false pretensions,

they only serve to hide his true intentions.

He will speak of his previous acts of kindness,

only given credence through historic blindness.

Tell of how his conscience lead to Caribbean emancipation,

though his conscience came after Maroons self-liberation,

and if so free why are African decedents trapped in poverty?

and why do their sons and daughters face police brutality?


No, don’t trust my brother,

for what he inflicts on you he will to his mother.

Steals from the earth, poisons water and air,

leaving our children to a future wrapped in despair.

He tells me his brother together we’re great,

though we are left to a very different fate.

Tries to turn me from you my friend, my kin,

by telling me there’s nothing good in your creed, your skin.

No I don’t trust my brother just because I too am white,

he shows in his actions nothing he does is right.