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Sapphire Dyer

Rose from the ashes after my feathers went up in flames

Recycling the victims of a hate crime, like it’s a game

Roll the dice

Same colour but a different name

It’s a-shame.

Infinitive steps backwards

Mind spiralling uncontrollably

I can’t change my black

But that’s why you’re coming after me

You can’t dilute this kingdom

So you might have to just kill me

I bleed black power

So you’ll be spreading me all over these streets.

Think twice

Act fast

My silence wont last.

You thought

Brittle black

break that black…

But I rose from the ashes after my feathers went up in flames.

It’s a shame

That you thought this black was the same.


-Saffy D

The waves sway like uncle at a reggae dance
Side to side
My uncle glides
Rocking his body to the beat
As everyones eyes follow his sway
Uncle rockaway.
His body eases to the music
Then he grabs aunties waist
They float across the dance floor
Making everlasting memories
Smiling into eachothers eyes
That’s how loves meant to be
He gives her a peck on her warm soft cheek
Then takes her hand so they can take a seat.
His loose silk shirt
lightly blows in the breeze
As his little plaits jump to the beat.
The next day we got news he had past away
Pain hit me like a truck or a train
Heart burned like I was inflamed
Eyes watered like I was engulfed by a tsnami
This cant be!
My heart got heavy as they filled his hole
My mind went blank
As I watched him float
Like a feather on air.
Uncle rock away like a boat afloat
Uncle rock away to the sound of calypso.
Fly uncle fly
My angel in the sky
Rockaby uncle on a cloud top
Uncle don’t drop
My love wont stop.
Sway uncle sway
Wave uncle wave
Uncle’s so slick
His memory will stay.

Saffy-D

Should’ve Could’ve Would’ve,
Didn’t Didn’t Didn’t.

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