Face The Strange

in this grade 2
listed building

dank and musty
forget the imagery

I’ll devise this poem

a full stop

further down
the page

temporal smile-
why not?





Grenfell Tower: How many dead?

a tall charred tower

parades for eyes who wish to view


though I wasn’t there

people burnt in their rooms

while others scampered

the hallways


some sought relief

jumping high balconies –

children, mothers, fathers, friends

frantically screaming


as a rabid fire uproots

a community and shines

a spotlight on a nation

(the richest will not cater for it’s poor).


the cladding on the Tower,

and a Hotpoint fridge

notably mentioned

stirring this nightmare.


79 deceased

imprints on the psyche

but Brexit and May

storm back on the agenda.


the media complies

wistfully reporting failed safety checks

but others want to know who’s missing?

who’s dead?


who’s grieving?

who’s homeless?

who’s penniless?

who’s angry?


though I wasn’t there

a resident said

“we are not angry –

we are traumatized.”


No final Grenfell Tower death toll ‘this year’


Grenfell residents’ groups compile lists of victims and survivors https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2017/jun/28/grenfell-residents-groups-compile-lists-of-victims-and-survivors


Staked in Canary Wharf

committed to root out funding extremists,
emboldened by Donald Trump’s war dance,
Saudis and allies blockade Qatar,
shining light on a tiny nation.

Harrods, the Shard and Chelsea Barracks,
she bathes in swathes of capital.
but isolated, naked, critical investments
prompts London to ogle possibilities.



Black British

Golden leaves colour the grey cold floor I walk on pondering. Born of Jamaicans plundered.  My patois perplexes & my complexion: milk chocolate brown under the jaded sun.  Perfectly bespoke – broken.  I seethe on remembering my ancestor chanting a frantic Wolof song. He bashed his drum cementing his tongue to the roots. On the grainy pale beach lined by baobabs – I and I stood by but couldn’t understand the lingua. You know wa mi bloodclart mean?

People a long time ago made up their minds

it throws her campaign off guard – again

so she does not measure the drapes of the White House –

yet transparency lacks when it comes to Hillary

almost falling off her plane as FBI probe

release of damning new emails? New Hampshire roars

that once in high office a “criminal may be indicted.”

the cryptic announcement blinds the people –

Republicans rejoice as God wearily peers down.

Heathrow Airport Third Runway

If China has a stake in Heathrow Airport Holdings
Then I surmise the third runway authorized
Would be granted by Theresa May, naturally.
I am surprised that

Thousands of people die every year – air polluted:
I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe in central London
But who cares?
The owners?

Ferrovial S.A., Qatar Holding LLC,
Caisse de dépôt et placement du Québec,
Government of Singapore Investment Corporation,
Alinda Capital Partners, China Investment Corporation

and Universities Superannuation Scheme (USS).
Brexit? I can hardly pronounce those investors.
Plus 25% extra for bulldozing homes?
I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe.



Brexit Aftermath

I see the Chief Economist towering over Brexit, as the common person reviles in benign betrayal while lifting toadstools in Tescos. Lamenting an experiment of overhaul: the imperfect structural coherence we knew to be reconstructed in beguiling new guise. The downward pound bumbles through the market, prices hiked and experts forecasting this exit who may? Politics cloaked in dark obfuscation, deflation apparently self-fulfilling, and this House of Cards I am building dramatically collapses.