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achromecoveredclone · 2 months
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I cannot describe how much I hate homophobia. It's so viscerally upsetting. It destroys relationships. It destroys hearts. It destroys people. It hurts me.
I can't look at the line where the clouds touch the sky. It's raining outside. There's rain on my cheeks. Don't worry about me.
I miss her. She misses me. Her mum hates it. My dad hates it too.
It destroys relationships. It destroys hearts. It destroys people. It hurts me.
First time I really noticed it, she looked at me and told me that I was prettier than anything else in the world. My cheeks hurt.
I miss her. She misses me. Her mum made her call me. My dad rolls his eyes.
It destroys relationships. It destroys hearts. It destroys people. It hurts her.
I remember when I put on my favourite song. We looked up at the stars and she kissed me. It was better than anything else. It was inexperienced. It was indescribable. It was incredible.
I miss her. She misses me. Her mum made her end it. My dad heard me describe it.
She cried down the phone and the tears flooded my own eyes. I couldn't stop crying. I can't stop liking her. I can't. I can't. I won't. I can't.
I cannot describe how much I hate homophobia. It's so viscerally upsetting. It destroys relationships. It destroys hearts. It destroys people. It hurts us.
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lionofchaeronea · 1 year
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"I Anoint My Flesh (Tenth Day of Fast)" -- Wole Soyinka (b. 1934)
I anoint my flesh Thought is hallowed in the lean Oil of solitude I call you forth, all, upon Terraces of light. Let the dark Withdraw I anoint my voice And let it sound hereafter Or dissolve upon its lonely passage In your void. Voices new Shall rouse the echoes when Evil shall again arise I anoint my heart Within its flame I lay Spent ashes of your hate -- Let evil die.
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inkfulinsight · 8 months
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I want to love him but I shouldn’t…
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sirenofthegreenbanks · 8 months
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misanthebear · 1 year
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Did you know, the water stops by the heathen's heart?
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alialfa00111 · 2 years
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bills-bible-basics · 7 months
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SOCIAL WARRIORS -- a poem by Bill Kochman A #BillsBibleBasics poem by #BillKochman. Visit https://www.billkochman.com/Poetry/ to see all my poems with related Bible studies. To see other poems related to this one, please go here: https://www.billkochman.com/Poetry/index.html#Social-Networks "Our Spiritual Warfare" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse080.html "Battle of the Mind" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse217.html "Guard Your Mind and Heart" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse213.html "Be Sober-Minded" Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse003.html "Don't Faint in Your Minds" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse360.html "Washed and Renewed Mind" Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse071.html Article: "The Battle is Not Yours Alone!": https://www.billkochman.com/Articles/battle-1.html Article: "The Lord Will Lift You Up": https://www.billkochman.com/Articles/liftup-1.html "Resist the Devil" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse362.html "Sword of the Spirit" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse085.html "Sword and Fire of God's Word" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse486.html "Satan: False God, Liar and Deceiver" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse388.html https://www.billkochman.com/Blog/index.php/social-warriors-a-poem-by-bill-kochman/?feed_id=74547&_unique_id=6509e698daf82&SOCIAL%20WARRIORS%20--%20a%20poem%20by%20Bill%20Kochman
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theoffingmag · 9 months
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Prosper C. Ìféányí, "After Cremation"
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oodsworld · 2 years
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Awareness
When you left a hole was created One that swallows all And i was so close its a wonder i didn’t fall Boxed in by people meant to guard me I realise, wishes are not respected Out for benefit? Doesn’t seem to be so More like misguided hate for reasons best known To you, me or maybe no-one Turns out I was a fool, we all where A believe you where loved deeply by those you love… The sun…
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cttm001 · 2 years
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A poem with no meaning!
A poem with no meaning!
Is this a poem I am composing? Most times I ask Looks like writing But I am not sure which writing I write ,why; I am yet to understand!  Oblivious of the certain actions that are results of the decisions I am unsure of! Exactly That’s the problem of my current situation! On this throne, I sit Eating Domino’s yet the great taste eludes me Wolfed down the chairman pack but my stomach…
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fiercynn · 7 months
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black & palestinian solidarities
if you support black liberation but are unsure of your stance on palestinian resistance, here’s a reminder that they are deeply intertwined. after the 1917 balfour declaration by the british government announcing the first support for a zionist state in palestine,  zionism and israeli occupation of palestine have followed similar ideologies and practices to white supremacist settler colonial projects, so solidarity between black and palestinian communities has grown over time, seeing each other as fellow anti-imperialist and anti-racist struggles. (if you get a paywall for any of the sources below, try searching them in google scholar.)
palestinians have been inspired by and shown support for black liberationist struggles as early as the 1930s, when arabic-language newspapers in palestine wrote about the struggle by black folks in the united states and framed it as anti-colonial, as well as opposing the 1935 invasion by fascist italy of ethiopia, the only independent black african state at the time. palestinian support for black struggles grew in the 1960s with the emergence of newly-independent african states, the development of black and third world internationalisms, and the civil rights movement in the united states. palestinian writers have expressed this solidarity too: palestinian activist samih al-qasim showed his admiration for congolese independence leader patrice lumumba in a poem about him, while palestinian poet mahmoud darwish’s “letters to a negro” essays spoke directly to black folks in the united states about shared struggles.
afro-palestinians have a rich history of freedom fighting against israeli apartheid, where they face oppression at the intersections of their black and palestinian identities. some families trace their roots back hundreds of years, while others came to jerusalem in the nineteenth century from chad, sudan, nigeria, and senegal after performing the hajj (the islamic pilgrimage to mecca) and settled down. still others came to palestine in the 1940s specifically to join the arab liberation army, where they fought against israel’s ethnic cleansing of palestinians during the 1948 nakba (“catastrophe”). afro-palestinian freedom fighter fatima bernawi, who was of nigerian, palestinian, and jordanian descent, became, in 1967, the first palestinian woman to be organize an operation against israel, and subsequently the first palestinian woman to be imprisoned by israel. the history of afro-palestinian resistance continues today: even as the small afro-palestinian community in jerusalem is highly-surveilled, over-policed, disproportionately incarcerated, and subjected to racist violence, they continue to organize and fight for palestinian liberation.
black revolutionaries and leaders in the united states have supported the palestinian struggle for decades, with a ramp-up since the 1960s. malcolm x became a huge opponent of zionism after traveling to southwest asia and north africa (SWANA), publishing “zionist logic” in 1964, and becoming one of the first black leaders from the united states to meet with the newly formed palestine liberation organization. the black panther party and the third world women’s alliance, a revolutionary socialist organization for women of color, also supported palestinian resistance in the 1970s. writers like maya angelou, june jordan, and james baldwin have long spoken out for palestinians. dr. angela davis (who received support from palestinian political prisoners when she was incarcerated) has made black and palestinian solidarity a key piece of her work. and many, many more black leaders and revolutionaries in the united states have supported palestinian freedom.
while israel has long courted relationships with the african union and its members, there has been ongoing tension between them since at least the 1970s, when all but four african states (malawi, lesotho, swaziland, and mauritius) cut off diplomatic ties with israel after the 1973 october war. while many of those diplomatic relationships were reestablished in subsequent decades, they remain rocky, and earlier this year, the african union booted an israeli diplomat from their annual summit in addis ababa, ethiopia, and issued a draft declaration on the situation in palestine and the middle east that expressed “full support for the palestinian people in their legitimate struggle against the israeli occupation”, naming israeli settlements as illegal and calling for boycotts and sanctions with israel. grassroots organizations like africa 4 palestine have also been key in the BDS (boycott, divestment, sanctions) movement.
in south africa, comparisons between israel and south african apartheid have been prevalent since the 1990s and early 2000s. israel historically allied with apartheid-era south africa, while palestinians opposed south african apartheid, leading nelson mandela to support the palestinian liberation organization as "fighting for the right of self-determination"; over the years his statements have been joined by fellow black african freedom fighters like nozizwe madlala-routledge and desmond tutu. post-apartheid south africa has continued to be a strong ally to palestine, calling for israel to be declared “apartheid state”.
black and palestinian solidarities have continued into the 21st century. palestinian people raised money to send to survivors of hurricane katrina in the united states in 2005 (which disproportionately harmed black communities in new orleans and the gulf of mexico) and the devastating earthquake in haiti in 2010. in the past decade, the global black lives matter struggle has brought new emphasis to shared struggles. prison and police abolitionists have long noted the deadly exchange which brings together police, ICE, border patrol, and FBI agents from the united states to train with soldiers, police, and border agents from israel. palestinian freedom fighters supported the 2014 uprising in ferguson in the united states, and shared strategies for resisting state violence. over a thousand black leaders signed onto the 2015 black solidarity statement with palestine. the murder of george floyd by american cops in 2020 has sparked further allyship, including black lives matter protests in palestine, with organizations like the dream defenders making connections between palestinian and black activists.
this is just a short summary that i came up because i've been researching black and asian solidarities recently so i had some sources on hand; there's obviously so much more that i haven't covered, so please feel free to reblog with further additions to this history!
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therewasabrowncrow · 5 months
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The British Poem
Take some Picts, Celts and Silures And let them settle, Then overrun them with Roman conquerors. Remove the Romans after approximately 400 years Add lots of Norman French to some Angles, Saxons, Jutes and Vikings, then stir vigorously. Mix some hot Chileans, cool Jamaicans, Dominicans, Trinidadians and Bajans with some Ethiopians, Chinese, Vietnamese and Sudanese. Then take a blend of Somalians, Sri Lankans, Nigerians And Pakistanis, Combine with some Guyanese And turn up the heat. Sprinkle some fresh Indians, Malaysians, Bosnians, Iraqis and Bangladeshis together with some Afghans, Spanish, Turkish, Kurdish, Japanese And Palestinians Then add to the melting pot. Leave the ingredients to simmer. As they mix and blend allow their languages to flourish Binding them together with English. Allow time to be cool. Add some unity, understanding, and respect for the future, Serve with justice And enjoy. Note: All the ingredients are equally important. Treating one ingredient better than another will leave a bitter unpleasant taste. Warning: An unequal spread of justice will damage the people and cause pain. Give justice and equality to all.
Benjamin Zephaniah
RIP 🕊️
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inkfulinsight · 1 year
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If I can’t love me, I shouldn’t expect you too, right?
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jamiesfootball · 9 months
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Fic updates for the post-season 3 fic
I’ve somehow stumbled over the 50k words mark 🎉🎉🎉
Dani, who was previously Sir-Not-Appearing-in-This-Fic, somehow wormed his way in and is now appearing in this fic. And somehow this didn’t even dent my outline - he slotted right in like magic. Dani Rojas is life, but he is also magic
I just think it’s criminal that him and Jamie never got to cuddle so I will be fixing that thanks
Why is Nigerian food so hard to research?
Roy is doing both awful and great at therapy, which is definitely not a race
Isaac, Isaac, Isaac. You are a pillar a rock a man of great talents and mystery and I am just loving peeling your layers.
Colin Hughes really is just some guy, huh? (Crying about it)
No really, why is Nigerian food so hard to research
My toxic trait is that I cannot resist putting Jamie Tartt in little outfits. Yes he is depressed and in a self destructive spiral. But also *waves hands* outfits.
Sam Obisanya has a nemesis; former bully surprised and outraged to learn about it, thought he was the only one who was that big of a dick
Me @ Nigerian food blogs - please show me the forbidden spice blends and quit making my browser cry in JavaScript
Jamie’s outfits are plot relevant, actually
On a related note- Fuck James Tartt
Keeley Jones please stop stealing every scene challenge. you are cute as a button and you are going through some stuff but we have an outline to stick to and every time you show up the word count explodes
Except the one scene????? I need you to talk a lot for????? Girl istg
I know y’all like dog metaphors, but do you like them in a non-sexy way? Because i got a lot of that (this is shameless abuse of the making the team mascot into a metaphor ngl. Also that ‘How to be a dog’ poem really fucked me up)
Do I need to spend so much time looking up recipes? No. Am i going to? Yes. I find it very fun, and this entire fic is a shameless exercise of self-indulgence and gooey feelings and found family (and depression and self esteem issues and abuse and finally talking shit out) and I hope it’ll be worth it in the end
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scotianostra · 11 months
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Poets Heads Edinburgh Park.
Jackie Kay
Jackie was born to a Scottish mother and Nigerian father in Edinburgh on 9th November 1961, and was adopted as a baby by Helen and John Kay, who had already adopted a boy, Maxwell. The family lived in Bishopbriggs, Glasgow, where John worked for the Communist Party of Great Britain, and Helen was the Scottish secretary of the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament. Kay has drawn on her unconventional upbringing in her poetry, and described it with humour and great affection in her autobiographical account of the search for her birth parents, Red Dust Road, which she has called a ‘love letter’ to her adoptive parents.
The poem here is Life Mask,( for Julia Darling and as usual it is not my favourite of Jackie's I like poems I can relate to a wee bit, and the second one hits the mark. Check it out, George Square, now I can relate to that straight away, and the subject, also, if I live to be the age of her father, in the poem, I hope I am still able to attend protests rallies.
Life Mask.
When the senses come back in the morning, the nose is a mouth full of spring: the mouth is an earful of birdsong; the eyes are lips on the camomile lawn; the ear is an eye of calm blue sky.
When the broken heart begins to mind, the heart is a bird with a tender wing,  the tears are pear blossom blossoming, the shaken love grows green shining leaves,  the throat doesn’t close, it is opening
like a long necked swan in the morning,  like the sea and the river meeting,  like the huge heron’s soaring wings: I sat up with my pale face in my hands And all of a sudden it was spring.
My seventy-seven-year-old father put his reading glasses on to help my mother do the buttons on the back of her dress. ‘What a pair the two of us are!’ my mother said, ‘Me with my sore wrist, you with your bad eyes, your soft thumbs!’
And off they went, my two parents to march against the war in Iraq, him with his plastic hips. Her with her arthritis, to congregate at George Square, where the banners waved at each other like old friends, flapping, where they’d met for so many marches over their years, for peace on earth, for pity’s sake, for peace, for peace.
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misanthebear · 1 year
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There’s a Space between the Heart and The Lungs
In the end, The wind will whisper the songs of your departure, In the end, The ground will cherish the memoir of your steps upon its flesh, In your absence, The void is filled, the whole becomes empty, The illusion of you speaks strength into me, In the end, I was loved
(Misan)
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