‘Twas the Night Before Christmas 2019

‘Twas the night before Christmas And all round the house The children were freezing The gas had run out They’re huddled in blankets And second hand coats With bad chest infections And painful, sore throats. There is no electric They’ve run out of money They’re scared and they’re frightened They’re crying for mummy. But mummyContinue reading “‘Twas the Night Before Christmas 2019”

5 a.m.

I live on a council estate where there is a lot of poverty. I love it here and the people inspire me to write social commentary poetry. Here’s a poem I wrote about my street. 5 a.m. The street is peaceful, Sleeping Dreaming of Collecting their benefits Buying a six pack of Carling Having aContinue reading “5 a.m.”