Poem: “He Tells Her,” by Wendy Cope

Poem: “He Tells Her,” by Wendy Cope

He tells her that the earth is flat — He knows the facts, and that is that. In altercations fierce and long She tries her best to prove him wrong. But he has learned to argue well. He calls her arguments unsound And often asks her not to yell. She cannot win. He...
Poem: “We Refugees,” by Benjamin Zephaniah

Poem: “We Refugees,” by Benjamin Zephaniah

I come from a musical place Where they shoot me for my song And my brother has been tortured By my brother in my land. I come from a beautiful place Where they hate my shade of skin They don’t like the way I pray And they ban free poetry. I come from a beautiful...
Poem: “Home,” by Warsan Shire

Poem: “Home,” by Warsan Shire

No one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark. You only run for the border when you see the whole city running as well. Your neighbours running faster than you, the boy you went to school with who kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factory is holding a gun...