What Stephen Lawrence Has Taught Us Comments

He declines to allow his black skin to absorb the stare of the security man, the presumption of popular prejudice, and decline to accept that filth.

dont give af tbh

There's a fascist and a druggist Out to get our kith and kin, Let silent guns Save our sons The power is within. Facts of life. very well written. tony

I hadn’t heard of Stephen Lawrence and so looked up what happened and who he was. My tears flowed at both accounts and on both occasions that I read the poem. Kudos to you again, Benjamin!

So real and written from the heart. Very well crafted.

Just found out about this poem when we discussed Auden's Musée des Beaux Arts in my writing group last night. That describes how evil happens while ordinary life goes on all round us. Zephaniah makes the same point very strongly when he says not to take for granted the tedious task of waiting for a bus. Good piece and like the previous person commenting on this, there are times when I am embarrassed to be white.

At last 2 racist have been convicted for this racist crime. Evidence that the police are full of racism appears daily, as Frank Zappa said on trouble every day I know I'm not black, but some days I wish I wasn't white. I'm english working-class, I hear racist comments every day, I have scars for standing up to racism! I wont stop.

Professor Benjamin Zephaniah is professor of Poetry at Brunel University and was a candidate for the same position at Oxford. I've never heard of Andrew James. I don't think I will pay any attention to the views of illiterate dunderheads...

Andrew James, do you personally distaste this poor folk called Zephaniah?

drivel... evidence that english culture is falling into a cesspool of illiterate dunderheads... zephaniah's ouvre is empty headed drivel... he has little to say other than preachy diatribes imparted with trivial insights slapped together for mass consumption and appeal... most children write better poetry than this garbage.. sadly i agree with his politics... but that only makes everything he has to say that much more insipid, unoriginal and quite ordinary...

this poem describes justice is still on the high level peoples hands

yes racism is still alive but hopefully poems like this will help stamp it out.