A Salute To Black History Month

This black history month, I will leave you with a poem in the dying hours of October’s last breath. This is a reminder that as a race not just one particular colour, we should aim to make something good of our lives for the betterment of ourselves and others. Let us put aside the hate and hurt that so often divides us.

Time Is Waste

If you know what courage is.

The man who is not strength,

Is the man with muscles galore.

Prove you know if you know.

Season of a star, firmament above

Season of a man, earth below

Time is waste- glorious flame quenched

And ravish man-flesh into dust.

Victors poise time on their side

Making inspiration a goal, building positives.

The victors are bricks- monuments remembered.

Their voices echo eternity-heroes immortalised.

Kingsley Olaleye Reuben
Kingsley Olaleye Reuben is an author who writes scripts, prose, poetry, and plays, journalistic stories and interviews, manages two blogs and is currently studying for a masters at Roehampton University, and working on his next book.You can contact Kingsley (also known as "The Bard") by email [email protected] or through NewsBlaze.