Category Archives: Poems

Tribes Man

I’m a tribes man born and raised,
Please don't tell me how to spend my days! 
Coming in with your western views,
Don't Because that's not the life I choose. 

I'm a man I was raised to hunt, 
But your killing my culture to be blunt. 
Taking the animals away from us, 
Trying to make our lives adjust. 
To be more like you, 
Can't you see we don't want to!
I know you think it's wrong what we do, 
But to be fair it's not up to you! 
You're coming on to my land,
Taking what you want can,
Don't you see the effects it has on my clan! 
You're leaving us with nothing to do, 
So you think we should bow down to you!
Take the jobs you've created, 
With our land which you've updated! 
Which basically means you turned into a tourist trap, 
Selling us with the gift wrap!
We've turned into circus men, 
People paying to see us as and when!
You telling us to perform our traditions, 
In order to get commission,
We no longer do it for us, 
We do it for the shuttle bus!
Can't you see, 
You're the one who did this to me? 

You're the one that's turned my clan to alcohol,
You're the one that's turned my clan to money, 
You're the one whose destroyed our traditions, 
You're the ones who've destroyed our visions. 

Why can't you see that your not superior, 
We're not inferior,
We're just different from you, 
And taking that away from us is not up to you. 
We don't want to be the same as the rest of the world, please try and not making us unfurl. 

I cant speak for everyone as we see westerners as rich, 
Many people would love to switch!
Have food on the table and water at their beck and call, 
But those people they don't speak for us all. 

Why don't you ask us what we desire, 
Instead of changing us and giving us what you think we require. 
You're not us, you've never actually lived like us,
So how do you know what works for us and what needs to adjust? 
Lack of communication and lack of consideration, too much dictation and not enough beneficial donation, which would form the foundation, we would get to keep our location with a bit of negotiation and less adaptation equals less agitation. Maybe we need some more education and sanitation but with our invitation , and your observation by living in this  population we can come to transformation that suits everyone and we will be a happy African nation!

Unforgiveable Sin

This world for some is so tough,
We keep spending money on useless stuff,
When there's kids out there dying,
Crying in poverty in need of surviving.
We keep buying to impress, 
Trying to look good in that new dress,
But a woman far away is really in need,
She's had no new clothes since 1993.
Her clothes are dirty tattered rags, 
When you're there buying new bags, 
Think of her in the ripped clothes, 
Don't tell me you know the pain she knows.
It's cold she has no place to stay, 
When you're planning your next holiday away,
Go somewhere beautiful and warm,
When she's wishing she could find a home for her baby who's about to be born. 
She's scared she has nothing to eat,
When you're planning your next meal to defeat,
She scrapes through bins to find a crumb, 
And the whole time your pretending to be numb. 
Ignoring the reality in the world we live in, 
To me that is an unforgivable sin. 

Its unforgivable to me, ignoring the reality, 
Its unforgivable to me, ignoring brutality
Its unforgivable to me, ignoring morality. 
Its unforgivable to me, as its just plain irrationality.
Why aren't we helping other fight illness and disease, 
Well were hoping to fit into a smaller pair of jeans.
Why don't we try and educate them, find out their needs, 
Instead were too busy checking our news feeds. 
Why don't we help them generate some income, 
Instead were too busy trying to bag our next lump sum.
Why don't we help countries reach their development potential, 
Instead were outside buying more non essentials. (LIKE TAMPONS HAHA)
Why don't we see this illnesses and disease, 
imposes high cost burdens on these families, 
If we help them generate some money, 
It will help higher their life expectancy.


Human trafficking poem

The day in Khanom Thailand we spent a few days with two young girls and who we think was their master. 

I see her coming back early in the morning, 

It makes me sick to my stomach to know you’ve sent her out whoring. 

She’s my age so I imagine if it was me, 

How an earth can you sit there happily. 

I watch her smile and she seems so innocent, 

She doesn’t deserve this false imprisonment 

You own her, she’s trapped no where to turn, 

You don’t care the money’s your only concern. 

You walk around in your expensive clothes, 

Sending her into dirty people’s homes.

She just a child and you make her sleep with you too, 

God my only wish was that the authorities knew. 

I wish I could do something to help save her life, 

She’s in so much danger being held captive as your ‘wife’. 
I’ve got no proof no evidence to show, 

So you smile because off to work she can go. 

I can’t imagine the torture she’s been through, 

And I know your other ‘daughter’ has been through it too. 
I want to be able to prevent this, 

How a job where I’m able to put you on a watch list, 

Send you down for the disgusting pimp you are,

Let those women free back into their loving mothers arms. 
I wonder what their family think they are doing, 

Do they have an idea that their daughter is forced into screwing? 

Maybe some sick parents forced it too,

I’ve heard it’s common here to sell your little girl for $300 dollars this is a fact I wish everyone knew! 
I wish everyone would stop being so naive, 

The truth is hard to hear so it’s better to not believe,

Fuck it it’s not these are other people too, 

Do you really think they deserve to walk in these shoes! 
I wish there were more people to stop and put up a fight, 

Fight for these women they do have equal rights! 

Man stand up to man, This shouldn’t be a common practice, 

I don’t understand how you all can just watch and accept this! 
I’ve seen the pimps friends give him disapproving glares, 

Don’t they try and act like they were unaware, 

Why don’t they stand up and show the girls someone cares 

Let’s get these girls protected from their nightmares 
We can’t keep on just letting this happen, 

Come on world,

Come on and make a difference! 
The children deserve to have a childhood 

Instead it’s been robbed and filled with no good! 

Their lives they haven’t managed to live yet, 

Don’t you think they’ve had enough upset. 
If it wasn’t for this language barrier, if we could’ve actually exchanged some words, 

If I had found out they were unhappy 

I’d have moved the world to give them the one they deserve! 

I look back and wish I could’ve done more, 

But what if I falsely accused them id have been done for! 

It’s inspired me to help people in the future like them, 

Become their voice and saviour and get a better outcome.