Right now in my city, there are so many traffic jams, I’m cursing Sogea Satom for the way they are handling the whole construction project
I’m mostly skin-colour blind, but in this post I want to reflect on the struggles within the black communities. You know that moment you have
There’s the impatient man stomping the time away, And the kid pushing the buttons that raise the hair And temperature, and voice of his parents,
You know that one thing that rents your mind space like a blink, The tornado of meaning as predicted by feelings and yards of ink
I’m looking at my wall decorated with frames of different sizes, colours, Most of eyes smiling back at me from years I have long forgotten.
You know a human’s about to get you when the honours come out. They raise you on a pedestal, higher than your donkey mount. They