Poetry

In a diverse college, a group came together, To chat about biases, whatever the weather. We talked openly, delved into deep thought, Seeking comfort in discomfort, lessons we sought. “Unconscious bias,” a term we often hear, From childhood beliefs, it’s deep-rooted, I fear. Our views on race, religion, and bonds, Shape our choices, where bias […]

I read this today and wrote a poem based on the article. I’m Sorry, But I’m A Freaking Racist by Nicole Kinkade I’m Sorry, But I’m A Freaking Racist In a world where colours blend and dance, A white woman speaks, takes a chance. “I am a racist,” she bravely declares, A truth she admits,

In Manchester’s vibrant heart they stand,A powerful force, a guiding hand.Deanne Heron, with words that inspire,Her pen ignites, sets souls on fire. Elizabeth Cameron, a leader so strong,Championing justice all day long.Chair of the Race Equality panel’s grace,In her steps, we find our rightful place. Alyson Malach, in her director’s chair,A poet’s heart, a soul

In ’55, a promise, so brave and bold,Dad sailed to England, stories yet untold. Leaving behind his partner and kids so small,With a dream to reunite them, once and for all In ’62, a plane ride, oh so high,Sick we three were, up in that sky. Dad met us at Gatwick, a tear in his