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Showing posts with label urban culture. Show all posts
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Thursday, 2 June 2011

Urban Cinnamon - THE BOOK LAUNCH EVENT - Sunday 31st July 2011

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You are cordially invited to the Double Book Launch Event for the release of 2 fantastic new Poetry books by

Angela Edgar aka Angee-Licious & Donna Parkinson aka D'Persona:






















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Entertainment:
DJ's Macca C & Ricardo Rocafella from UNIQUE 101.2FM
with Music, Poetry and Special Guest Artists including
Reggae Legend, Winston Francis.

Books & CD's for sale on the night.



*****Tickets cost £10 & get you entry & get a FREE signed book*****

***** SECURE ONLINE PAYMENT LINK AT THE TOP OF THE PAGE*****
or go to http://www.poetryforschools.com

~ Prefer to get it in person? Delivery available
Call Angee: 07985 650 009 (BBP 2343DC89)


*****Tickets available NOW & moving fast.*****

*****Get yours before they sell out!!!*****


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VENUE DIRECTIONS:

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TRAINS: London Overground & Bakerloo Line - Kenton - 5 min walk
Metropolitan Line - Northwick Park - 10 min walk

BUSES: 114, 183, H9, H10, H18, H19, 223 all stop outside the bar

PARKING: No restrictions for parking on a Sunday - main road or side streets. Sainsbury's Car Park is a 5 min walk away)

Monday, 20 April 2009

“VISITATION”

Hoping to see your loved one
Longingly you watch that door
Hoping they’ve brought you something special
To keep the prison dogs from beating you to the floor

What would you do the moment you saw them?
You’ve built up dreams… expectations
Likely you’d grab them tightly
After some initial split second hesitation.

What would you do when you saw them?
Likely sweep them off their feet
Expressing all your feelings of anticipation
Of that very first lock-up meet.

The doors open admitting a stream of unfamiliar faces
But it’s not your kin
It’s not your sweetheart or mother
Who comes waltzing in.

As you sit and wait
Thinking of all the things you want to say
You hope that their feelings for you
In their own personal suffering, haven’t faded away

Perhaps by admission it was your fault
What ever you did to end up in here
Don’t say you weren’t properly represented
And the courts were not just or fair.

But the moment you’ll see your family
When inside these walls you tried to be strong
But when you see them you crumble
All your words coming out wrong.

You’ll hug them close,
You’ll hold them tight
You’ll regret the act that put you here
You’ll tell them you wish you could put it right.

You wait patiently by yourself
You sit at that table all alone
Wondering if you should have paid the price
To get that illegal mobile phone.

You wouldn’t be here sitting agitatedly
Wondering what the hell’s taking them so long?
Seconds turn to minutes, other visitors pack up to leave
Remaining unvisited prisoners, left with their own silent parting grief.

A sinking feeling grabs hold inside you
When you hear all the prison wardens yell
“Time’s up! You’ve no visitors this month
Time to go back to your one room cell.”

© 21st July 2008 – 22:54pm Written by Angela Edgar
All Rights Reserved. Unauthorised Reproduction Prohibited.

“WAY OF LIFE”

It’s a way of life
That’s become so ordinary
Lifestyle, protection and peer pressure
Lead you to carry a knife
Some believe we can change
It’s attitude that can be rearranged or broken
It’s time to break the heavy silence
You have views which should now be spoken

It’s a way of life
A threat of putting holes in you
“Stop looking or I’ll stab you twice!
If I jook you a couple more times
I’m gonna enjoy taking your life.”

It’s a way of life
That shouldn’t have come to this
Police statistics sometimes hide the truth
That not all reports of injustice
Get through to their call centre booths
Some people handle it themselves
Others just dismiss it away
But until we do something about it
With us always this fear of doing nothing will stay.

©29th May 2008 Written by Angela Edgar
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