In this day and age of everything being controlled by an app, getting notifications for this and that. Why no one has developed an app telling us where the ice cream van is. Or how far away they are.
ZEPHANIAH: "Concrete with a heartbeat"
I was born where the Beorma people made home,
Handsworth, in Brummagem.
For many of my early years
I thought this town to be a cold suburb
Of Kingston, Jamaica.
My then girlfriend Jasvinder Basra
Thought it to be a cold suburb of Jullunder, India,
And we were both right.
We, in our puppy love innocence
Knew that it was only a matter of time and space,
We Dark Matter grew up holding hands
Listening to Reggae and Bhangra
Eating channa and ackee,
And playing doctors and nurses somewhere in the future.
Handsworth does that to you,
Historic and progressive,
It wakes but never sleeps
Concrete with a heartbeat.
A private space for all its children
That is full of stars and it keeps expanding,
It is where voices from the past speak to us
Every day, lived in voices
Of working class heroes reminding
Us that we are all Brummies,
But me and Jasvinder knew this anyway.
I saw riots in Handsworth,
I saw revolution loitering on the streets
Where money had been thrown down drains
In front of people who were needy,
But I also saw energy laden creators
Bringing hope,
And building sites of new galaxies
In Brummagem, the centre of it all.
This is where I discovered the nature of the universe,
This is where I realised
That The Theory of Everything leaves a lot to be desired,
This is where
The postman taught me that everything needs poetry,
And that it is not gravity that gives us roots
But the things we do to ourselves.
But it was me that said relativity needs to relate,
Space stops everything happening to you,
And in my humble opinion
Faith and tradition will live next to progress
For as long as it takes.
Cosmology?
Well that’s all about me and Jasvinder.
It all started with us
In Handsworth in Brummagem,
Where the philosophers of Grove Lane
And the great thinkers of Soho Road
Now recite Alpha and Omega continually.
Astrophysics?
That’s about the nature of our celestial bodies
The application of our physical policies
And the intensity of our cultural intercourse,
It’s about the way we greet when we meet
And the exploration of possibilities,
And it must be known
That all scientific studies have shown that
Brummies are at home with new horizons
And a multi-layered concept of place.
Time?
Space?
Time invented itself to stop everything
Happening at once.
Space was grateful
It had been given room to manoeuvre.
They remain good friends.
We need deeds not words to stop the avoidable killings of women by men. It was an honour to read their names in front of bereaved families. Every year it is overwhelming.
When graduation gets you feeling like 🕺💃
Check out Saint's moves from this morning's ceremony, who graduated with a first-class honours in Biomedical Sciences! 👏