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Pick up a book

Take a look inside it

Pick up a book

See what you can find in it

History, mystery

Fantasy, reality

I can find out about you

And you can learn about me

Pick up a book

Feed up the cerebral

Pick up a book

Man is it so terrible?

Go investigate geography

Philosophy, sociology

Research who you are

And see what you can be

Pick up a book

Take off your blindfold

Pick up a book

Warm up before you’re cold

Anthropology, psychology

Biology, can’t you see

If knowledge is locked

Use reading as a key

It’s beyond absurd

To call someone a nerd

Who loves the written word

Not following the herd

Better to be spurred

On as a shepherd

Keep moving forward

And fly like a bird

Pick up a book

Ignite your passion

Pick up a book

Start a new fashion

For learning, growing

Exploring and knowing

Be wise not a fool

Actually, reading is cool.









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Eyes wide open but sleeping

Wide awake but dreaming

Bright but nothing’s gleaming

What is going on?

If the fresh is rotten

Before a step is trodden

Should it be forgotten?

How do we move on?





Out of Many (I’m from…)

I’m from church services on the radio Sunday mornings

I’m from the smell of rice and peas

I’m from trying to watch football but being sent to church in clean clothes

Shiny shoes and shiny face

I’m from climbing trees in the breeze, playing football, falling off climbing

Frames and grazed knees

I’m from Jamaicans – children of our island in the sun

I’m from being told off if I sounded too much like one

I’m from old school values and discipline

I’m from he who cannot hear must feel

I’m from looking forward to every meal

I’m from the world’s greatest Mum

I’m from the oldest who  had to set the example

I’m from the one who wanted to be something different

I’m from reading

I’m from Shakespeare and James Bond

I’m from Louise Bennnett and Charles Dickens

I’m from old school hip hop

I’m from reggae music inna one drop

I’m from classical music in assemblies

I’m from playing the guitar wanting to be a star

I’m from trying to get the girl I didn’t know what to do with

I’m from getting the girl I knew I should be with

I’m from a town I thought everywhere was like we did not let our differences

Set us apart

I’m from begging my Dad for lessons in how to drive

I’m from being a Dad and realising everything my Dad said was true

I’m from wishing he was still here so I could tell him now I get it

I’m from a successful battle with illness

I’m from meeting Muhammad Ali

I’m from being called Daddy

I’m from go ahead chase your dreams

I’m from leave a positive trail of where you’ve been

I’m from the many things I’ve seen

I’m from it’s not over yet, watch this space.


Pauline’s On The TV

A friend sent a text to me

Remember Pauline Pearce? She’s on TV

I said which side? He said you choose

She’s all over YouTube and the news

Intrigued I looked and looked

Amid the madness an image hooked

Me and many more

A lady with a stick stood up and swore

She was cajoling and yelling at the youth

They didn’t like what she said but it was the truth

I sat crossed leg as my jaw hit the floor

I kept on watching hungry for more

Next thing she was being interviewed

All over the place they wanted her views

She never sought to be the centre of attention

But everywhere it seemed The Hackney Heroine got a mention

Well I was intrigued that someone from my home

Had done something positive and all on her own

Gwaan Lady P you’re now an inspiration

To black white male and female in this nation

It’s great to see someone rail against stereotype

Making sure the media sees beyond the negative hype

So now she’s campaigning for justice and truth

A great example to our up and coming youth

But as usual there are haters who want to see her fall

Why? Unfortunately that happens to all

Who stand for something and answer their call

You keep on keeping on

Your support is strong your journey long

At least you can stand up and say

You did something positive

Gave what you have to give

Let the haters hate because that’s all they have nothing more

But Lady P I do implore

That you never cease

On your quest to increase the peace

But for me personally

I remember how you sang for my late  Dad so sweetly

I hope you reach heights that are giddy

And we’ll continue to fly t’ru city

And I’ll continue to say weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Every time I see you on the TV





All I needed was my man dem

Bu’n Mum, bu’n Dad, bu’n siblin’s too

Couldn’t walk without my man dem

I was nothing without my crew

Everyt’ing took bare of us from gal, to weed to drink

My crew would always take care of us, no need to work or think

People said they weren’t my real friends, but what they didn’t know me

Saying they would lead me into trouble

But mans was like my family

That’s what I thought

Until I got caught

Holding a knife

That had taken a life

But I didn’t do anything

The Feds weren’t listening

Caught in possession

Of a murder weapon

So I obeyed the rules which

Meant death to a snitch

I kept schtum

The Judge went ‘boom’

I was not wise

It was joint enterprise

Now I don’t hear from my man dem,

None, not one at all

I have the rest of my life to think about my man dem

Night after night alone in these prison walls.


Ode For Tomorrow

There is no tomorrow it has to be said

By the time you reach it, it’s already fled

The things you put off will not wait

Today is the only real calendar date

How many times have you deliberated?

Hesitated, waited and procrastinated?

This indecision has too often met

With heartbreak, misery, tears of regret

There is no tomorrow you listening to me?

By the time we get there it is history

Time is one thing you can’t beg steal or borrow

Didn’t I just tell you there is no tomorrow?

Today is permanent, make sure you look back on

Memories as rich and  precious as diamonds

Friendships are real on foundations built to last

Make today a part of your glorious past

Tomorrow is promised to none of us clearly

Make sure your loved ones know they’re loved dearly

If they’re part of your life say it from the heart

Don’t wait till your slowly singing ‘ How Great Thou Art’

Say I love you with words, with flowers, by text

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