Poem: 'Seasons'
We won’t be silent any longer
There’s power in numbers so together we’re stronger
So if we scream for equality and our cries fall on deaf ears
My sword is my voice and my passion is my spear
And these wounds we bear cut deeper than they’d ever know
Africa is bleeding, we’re bandaging hope
Religions alike we pray, we fast
I cannot accept for my people to carry last
Because this injustice is too painful to see
Even more painful to feel, a man said he couldn’t breathe
History being taught but it’s like we’re taking steps back
They attack with hate again and again then say they don’t see black...
If I know one thing for sure, it’s that
For everything, there’s a season
The day you sow the seed isn’t the same day you reap it
There’s a fire in me and it’s been ignited
Like a firefly in the dark, underrated, still shining
The grass is greener where you water
Crushing negativity, pestle and mortar
It’s grind season all year round and I’m done waiting
Inspiration from the creator it’s time I started creating
They said our glasses were half empty and were of no use
We took a good look at ourselves and told them the glass was half full
And that allowed us to overflow
Our doubts we overthrow
Negativity we don’t condone
And these gifts and talents are not my own to hide or to keep
I receive so I can give back because this fight is bigger than me
Like roses in the dirt and we’ll grow through this rain
And nothing will be the same, when the seasons change

Mabinty is a poet, writer, spoken word artist and 'good vibes ambassador' who is busy travelling through the creative world. Her current stop is advertising. She is interested in topics relating to lifestyle and current affairs. Her Instagram and Twitter handles are both @mabssr_.