Thug Poetry

I press the lift button

awaiting the passage gates to open

hoping the stench of urine won’t poke in

As the gates close in

I breath in and visualise for a moment

what the day might bring –

or really, what Iʼm hoping the day might not bring:

A new patient, stab wounds and broken,

dressed in blood, hopeless, his life paused.

But enough with the day dreams –

Here in the hood Iʼm constantly interrupted by day screams,

It seems to me that you’re lucky if you walk these streets

and can take that south London air in without looking left or right,

day or night.

Iʼm lucky if I see the next 24.

About haringeyunchained

Haringey Unchained is a collective of students aiming to show case the creative talent of Haringey Sixth Form College in Tottenham, London. We think that through the promotion of our creative thoughts, we can educate our community, bringing to the foreground the critical and creative consciousness of a vibrant school in a deprived part of London. We are endeavouring to provide this blog as a platform for our community, giving the space to those whose work otherwise might not be seen or read. Being that the cuffs are off, we are able to express through our photography, art, short fiction and poetry, what’s really on our minds. We are free.

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