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“Comment is free…
but facts are sacred”,
an ed. once said.
But I’m fact-free,
and my prejudice naked,
when things are said
with which I don’t agree.
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
4th July 2023
PEN International calls on the Rwandan authorities to urgently come clear and publicly account for the whereabouts of poet Innocent Bahati who has been missing since 7 February 2021.
https://www.pen...
Tuesday 4th July 2023 12:24 pm
'Well, you know'
My dad had quite a weather-beaten face.
For what it’s worth, he was considered white,
But sun and sand had scorched his countenance
(North Africa was where he served his war).
Once an outraged lady asked my mum:
‘You all right, dear? I feel sorry for you,
What with your husband being, well, you know.
Where does he come from?’ My mum replied ‘Bow.’
The lady pursed her lips. ...
Friday 9th December 2022 8:17 am
I am Both
I am not the fat girl
I am not the skinny girl.
I am both.
I am both the bingeing in the night
And the starving from pure fright.
I am both
In the mirror I am both.
I am the always too thin pile of bones
And the body too big to call home.
I am both.
In the shops I am both.
I am the girl who is too curvy to wear cute clothes
And the girl who's Inability to feel sexy make...
Wednesday 22nd August 2018 3:21 am
Hold on tight, it’s a rocky ride
All aboard the rollercoaster
strap yourselves in and begin the ride.
Hold firm and think of those,
who try to listen and speak
without prejudice.
It is something of which they can be proud.
They do not hide behind a fake smile
or an ignorant grin
but are open, honest and vulnerable, too.
Attempting to ward off the shallow words
flung back at them in a attempt
to curtail and sile...
Friday 29th June 2018 9:15 pm
For My Sisters And Brothers Of Colour
I know I have no right to stand here
and attempt to speak for my sisters
and brothers of colour.
I stand here in awe to applaud
their strength and their courage,
their patience in the face of
relentless abuse.
As a child I was picked on,
excluded, abused;
I was ginger with freckles.
But now I am grown,
I doubt I’ve been ever
turned down for a job
or a h...
Tuesday 29th May 2018 2:02 pm
Common Ground
https://youtu.be/4wsNbaVtA9o
Common Ground
All religions can be used or misused,
misconstrued or abused.
All religions may have their mystics,
moral believers, payers of lip service
and fundamentalist terrorists.
Interpretations are as varied as humanity.
Dogma is not exclusive to religion.
Even skeptics, atheists and scientists
are not immune. It’s a human frailty,
a vulnerabilit...
Wednesday 23rd May 2018 12:32 pm
Rational Identity
I am from the sun, the moon and all that lies between.
I am from the dark, the light and that which isn't seen.
I am from whence the wind blows and home is ever out of reach.
I am from the all lives I've touched and the lessons within.
I am love, I am fear, I am truth, I am sin.
I am where I belong, though I yearn to fit in.
I am mocked, I am scorned and all the persecu...
Monday 15th January 2018 6:19 pm
Sex Overlooking The Sunset
It was surprising that after work, on Thursday,
she wanted to meet and share her bed with a man, again.
Maybe men, even, she thought, suddenly indecisive and guilty,
but for society, men, peers, their judgment, their pursed lips and nods of disapproval.
Now that she was almost home, her fireplace and Scotch seemed dearer, as usual;
the icy blanket of her acceptance of undesired celi...
Friday 21st July 2017 9:10 pm
Catechism
Catechism
I will not be defined by ancient Gods,
or the archaic teachings in their books.
I will tread warily around their words
and avoid the hidden traps and snaring hooks.
I will not stand behind a coloured flag
and spout my blunt imperialistic views
or drape it on a coffin when I die
or burn it on the early evening news.
I will not make a choice that’s...
Thursday 24th March 2016 1:58 pm
Hatred Junkie
Fake nostalgia spews out from your head
For a sepia England that was never there
Hatred junkie, you know
Where the blood river flows
Feel the bile at your knees
Marching bands drown out your higher brain
Blaring voices drive your soul insane
Hatred junkie, you feel
Like a cog on a wheel
Grinding so out of time – after time
God made you useless
...Tuesday 18th June 2013 1:03 pm
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