I wrote the poem to pass across the information that racism is not helping a nation, and as humans, we shouldn’t hate on people because they belong to a particular race or because of their physical appearance."
By Happiness Edwin I was still so small and tender, but I could understand all that was happening; dad beats mum every opportunity he gets. Peace was a ghost exorcised by fear and anger in our house. When things like this happen my elder brother and I just cry since we couldn’t do anything. He was 8, and I was just 5. When they couldn’t tolerate each other anymore, dad left. He left with my elder brother; it shattered me. I can still remember. Mum didn’t want him to go with my brother, but he beat her and took him away.Mum struggled to take care of me. It wasn’t easy…