Creative Writing

Our Nations Problem

Black Lives Matter Can you hear us as the glass shatters Racism a disease that has been killing for years Another Death, Another mother’s eyes filling with tears How many more lives do you have to take Until you realise this is not just a trend *sighs give me a break Fight for those whose privilege is lesser Silence is just as bad as the oppresser To you am I a threat? When all I wanted was to be treated like you with respect It’s wasn’t an accident when you pulled the trigger It’s only an accident if it’s a public figure It’s not our race's problem. It’s the nations A nation facing massive discrimination The tears we cry The lives that die Is that enough for you to hear us A person’s skin is seen as a threat One look and your mind is already set Your badge doesn’t put you above the law You aren’t innocent. We know what we saw Am I threat because of my skin and hair? Am I a threat because of what I wear?

Zviko M

The Reader

Hello, it’s me. Now you might not know me, but I know you I know you, and you, and you, and you. And everyone else in this room. And you might not know it, but you know me. Because I am the writer And you are the reader. And that truly is an unbreakable bond. Because without you, my stories are just letters on a page. Because without you, my life’s work is forgotten. Without you, my words are just letters, And my letters just ink. So, before we begin, I would like to say thank you Thank you for reading my stories. And thank you for sharing them. But most of all, Thank you for making my words mean something. In other words, Thank you for making me heard. So, sit back, and enjoy the tales of those who weren’t as lucky as me. And I hope you enjoy listening to some unheard voices.

Frankie B