Tuesday, 20 June 2017


                                                                    Poem- You

Blurred lines
The envelope has been shattered
Psycho analyzing and deconstructing this new frontier
Boldness Perhaps

Hello miss, pardon me sir
May I have this dance?
It was unintentional or was it?
Have my excuse please

Unisex clothing allowing for freedom of space and bodies
Bleached skin- a currency for social mobility in a society steep in colour prejudice,
Parading in the hot afternoon sun wrapped with cellophane,
Without a care in the world.

Stabbed to death!
Good riddance! Where is your humanity?
Deafening Silence!

A warning salvo for “others”-
To behave and know their place
How dare you?
Who do you think you are?

On the fringes of the society

 Wayne Campbell