My Rights

This poem is based on an article I’ve just read by one of my great followers, ofsenseandsensibility. Today, she recently posted an article about human rights and abilities and much to my heart’s content, I thought I write a poem about it and decade to ofsenseandsensibility. I hope you enjoy it. 🙂

Why take away my rights?

And take away my freedom?

Why give me the bites?

While you take away my rights?

 

How could you imprison me?

How could you treat me badly?

Why would you take my rights away?

Instead of making peace and let the children play?

Blog Update: Guest Bloggers Wanted!!!!!

Hiya, everyone.

I’ve realised I haven’t posted anything for two days. I apologise for my absence; I had to help out at Drama school. But, I’m back. Yay!!!!!

Anyway, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. Since I regularly post other people’s blogs, I decided to invite guest bloggers to blog on my blog. Starting from this month, I’m going to realise a new WordPress title page (or channel, in blogging terms – I’m not sure what’s the actual term for this) called GuestAholic Month. The aim for GuestAholic Month is to give fellow and new bloggers a chance to post on my channel, on the second week of each month. But, that’s not all; I am open for anyone to either publish posts on their own or with me. I will be very happy to make my contribution with you guys too. All posts are welcome.

If you want to participate, comment in the comment’s section down below. I will get back to you as soon as I can. 🙂

Life Lesson Number 3 – Trust You Inner Self, Even If You Are In Doubt…

The world is changing every day and so are we. However, is it wrong to change your inner self, even if you are doubting yourself?

   Making choices is either like walking a path or rolling dice, depending on how you want to look at it.

I doubt a lot; a lot more than you can imagine. I feel I cannot trust myself with others, nor can I trust myself as an individual. But I’ve had a balance of up’s and downs in my life. I’m learning through all of these as they help me to become a better person. Sure people may or will criticise me, but the thing I can do is keep my head high and look on the bright side. 

Stick and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me, I say to myself. But this saying doesn’t change me – what changes me is the progress of a being a human being. 

We all learn, play and make mistakes – that’s what makes us human. So, next time you’re panicking or stressing about a certain thing in your life, ask a question to yourself and let your inner soul guide you, even you are unsure about the actions you’re taking. If you don’t try, you never know because trying new things won’t hurt you. And who knows, making choices like these can be the right ones for you. 🙂

  Whatever you do…. 😉

Life Lesson Number 2 – It Isn’t Wrong to Be Young At Heart!!!!!

Ever since I was younger, I use to love my imagination. I loved dressing up, make up stories with my old dolls and drawing in A4 lined notebooks. But for me, memories were my childhood. I remember going to a local country park with members of my materinal family; my Aunts’, uncles’, cousins, my parents, great uncle and great aunt sitting in the sunshine, having a picnic, and playing games; walking in the woodland and us, kids playing “pooh sticks”, over the nearest bridge. 

   It’s bridges like these were my cousins and I played “Pooh Sticks”.

Although memories will always stick with you forever, that doesn’t mean you have to change. Life can be a challenge and I find that to be successful is to simply be yourself. Never let people change you, just for their sakes. 
Next time you see a fallen tree trunk and you want to walk on it, then go for it. If you want to fly a kite, then fly that kite. And if you want to create more happy memories, don’t be afraid. Adults can have treasured moments too. 

To be young at heart is to be yourself. You live in your own world, one full of joy and blissful happiness.

  

Life Lesson Number 1 – It’s Right To Stand Up In What You Believe In!!!!

Today was not one of my best days. At Drama school, I’ve been preparing for a presentation (which is tomorrow, eek!!!) but there have been people in my group who choose not to co-operate; disappear when we’re trying to work on a section, not listening, or respecting individuals and spreading nasty rumours about other people. And worse, our wonderful, respective team leader was off sick.

One of my best friends was so stressed out that she couldn’t deal with it. I asked how she was; she said, “I’m not okay”. I felt really sorry for her and offered to sit with her. But she said no; I presumed that she wanted to be on her own. So during our break, I unexpectedly said to my group, “Listen you guys. You need to pull your s**t together, because you are disrespecting our leader. It’s not good enough”.

I hardly swear but it’s one of the times, where I had to use the language of the teens (as I like to call it). Some of my peers are only young, so I try and keep things even.

But, the group had arguments again so I just stood up, left the classroom and went to study outside. Then, one boy came and said something horrible about one of my friends, so, again, I stepped in. I told him clearly that he shouldn’t spread rumours because he’ll hurt someone’s feelings.

“What if he isn’t there?” the boy asked.

“Just don’t because I don’t like people turning against each other”, I concluded.

During the rest of the day, I felt guilty about what I did and got really stressed about it. I even was late to a workshop; however, the workshop took away my troubles and I felt a lot better.

When I came home, I told my parents what happened. I thought that they were going to tell me off or lecture me about social situations again. “Well done”.

I was puzzled by my Dad’s words. “Did you say ‘well done’, Dad?”

“Yes”, he replied. He then explained that not many people stand up for their friends, team members, etc.

I learned something about myself an important lesson today. That it’s okay to stand up for what you believe in, even if it may involve politics, power or teachers – just as long the situations are good (not for bad excuses like making up lies for example) and they involve important points. No one should be afraid to stand up and change the world you live in. And if people don’t like what you’re doing, they can just take a hike!

No one is alone, because we all have a voice.

Women

Why?

Why take away a life

When she stood up for what was right?

Representing women

Who may one day be equal,

Why treat them unfairly,

When we see the hurt clearly?

Women are equal,

Women are fair and wise,

Cause they are God’s children

Through his and everybody’s eyes.

© 2015

Judge – A Poem of Social Injustice

Note: This is a poem I have recently written for Drama school. Last term, my class were focusing on including and excluding subjects that the world suffers and in our spare time, we were asked to research and send information that are either inclusive or excluding. I’ve chosen many subjects and some, I’ve written in articles and two monologues. This term, I’ve been focusing on the subject again and asked my teachers if I can carry on with more Prejudice research and they’ve said “yes”.

Lately, I’ve performed in a show called “12 Angry Men” and I was inspired by the whole show. So, I’ve decided to write a poem about how social injustice is dominating the world.

I hope you’ll enjoy it. 🙂  

How can you judge a child by the colour of their skin?

Once innocent and free, now a victim of prejudice, so I see.  

How can you judge students by their looks, feelings and grades?

Why pressure them to be prefect, when they already feel excluded?

  

 
How can you judge a worker by their uniform or profession?

They’re trying to do their job, so why do you call them “sobs”?

  

 
How can you judge a family because of their social class?

They’re just trying to live, so why would you look down on them?

Why do you judge? Why do you hate?

Why leave their problems aside, until it is too late?

What have we done for injustice to take over?

Now, what’ll become of us, when peace and love is ignored?

© 2015

Beauty Is In The Eye of The Beholder – Should Difference Be The New Height of Fashion?

Living in the twenty-first century isn’t easy these days; despite the technology and the magazines, it’s not had to imagine that a lot children, teenagers and young adults are being excluded because they want to follow fashion. But is that the way to go? When fashion will dominate the entire world? What happen if bullying and isolation will rule the roost?

   Bullying is taking control over society.

We all know that bullying can change a person’s life, physically and emotionally. People bully others because they have been victims themselves and they think it is “cool” as a way to get attention. But, there are those who choose not to go down that road. These people are just completely isolated because they are act, think and life differently. But modern times, somehow, catches up to them.

I know a lot of people who are into magazines; they regularly read them and judge on celebrity’s body appearances and the clothes they wear. And because of this, there have been consequences; one person attempted to slim down and became dangerously anorexic. Last week, I was on my break and travelling on public transport when I saw a young mother. She had a toddler, who wore small gold hoop earrings and stylish clothes. Although she was having a blast while looking around the bus, I felt sad for her. It seems that children are growing up too fast these days. What happened to “enjoying being a kid”? I didn’t have my ear pierced until I was eighteen. When you read or even hear experiences like mine, it’s just an overreaction.

However, my worries about stories from strangers, friends and stories coming from yourself or mine are that they may become world issues. Will we no longer see inclusion again? What will happen to equality for all?

I’ve been a victim of bullying and I shamelessly read magazines. I’ve been ashamed of my appearance, including my body but now, I am not afraid any more. There was a story that I was told, years ago and remember today about something my grandmother said:

If you don’t like about the way you look, think about how lucky you are to have what you got because not many people do.

I heard that my grandmother was strict but, I think she was fair.

There are many people who have a disability, are deaf, blind, etc who wish to be “normal”, but, that word is so cliché. There’s no such thing as being a normal person because we’re all equal in different ways. You don’t need to wear make-up, just for the sake of it or have plastic surgery to attract younger people. You just need to be yourself because it will get you far in this world and who knows, one day you can make a change.

   Everyone is a rainbow.

Difference and inner beauty is the new trend and height of fashion. 🙂    

Racial Stereotype Monologue

Note: This is a monologue I wrote for Drama school. Last term, my class were focusing on including and excluding subjects that the world suffers and in our spare time, we were asked to research and send information that are either inclusive or excluding. I’ve chosen many subjects and some, I’ve written in articles and two monologues. This is my second monologue I have posted online; hope you enjoy it. 🙂  

People believe what they hear. Every day, it’s all the stories are the same – in the papers, on the television and when we have a conversation. These are all rumours, lies… No stereotypes!

There are different racial stereotypes all over the world – Native Americans like gambling, Arabs and Muslims are terrorists, Jews are greedy, etc. The list goes on but what about the people behind the stereotypes?

Some of them are hated, sneered at and abandoned. Why? It’s all down to these bad stereotypes; there is no such thing as a good stereotype because people say negative things about other people’s races. However, no one explains the truth about racial stereotypes. The truth is always hidden; we are all afraid. But, what if the truth can’t always be hidden?

If you look around the room, and especially the person sitting next to you, you’ll see that everyone is different.  If we are all the same it would be boring, wouldn’t it? Not all girls are rubbish at sports. Not all Irish people are drunks. And not all elderly people behave like children.

We still have a lot to learn; we don’t need to keep these stereotypes going. We need to learn, allow others to achieve to see what they can do and integrate with each other.

So, ask yourself; is there anyone who has stereotyped you?

© 2015

It’s Sad

Originally Posted on https://eyewillnotcry.wordpress.com/2015/03/10/did-you-ever-stop-to-notice-all-the-blood-weve-shed-before/

I wrote this poem as a guest blog for Eye Will Not Cry, who is one of my followers. Hope you enjoy; if you want to follow Eye Will Not Cry, you can follow here:

https://eyewillnotcry.wordpress.com/

It’s sad when

Brother murders
Brother in cold blood
And there is no justice.

It’s sad when
Leaders cannot agree
When their people
Aren’t allowed free speech.

It’s sad that
The world is at war,
While people live
In fear instead of peace.

It’s sad when
We live in the shadows,
With no protection
And no privacy of our own.

What can we do?
When we have nothing
How we will live again?
When the damage is done

What can we do to change the world we live in?

© 2015