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Racism

Are we racist?
(dictionary and google definitions have been used in this post)


prejudice, discrimination, or antagonism directed against someone of a different race
A dictionary definition based on the belief that one’s own race is superior and that another race is insubordinate and deserves less grace
Institutional racism is a form of racism expressed in the practice of social and political institutions.
It is reflected in disparities regarding wealth, income, criminal justice, employment, housing and how such institutes form their conclusions


Healthcare, political power and education, among other factors is there an indifference in treatment and recruitment because of colour?
Because my children are non white does this make it right that their skin colour alone is enough to trigger disruption, injustice, mistreatment and murder.

We all form stereotypes, prejudices and bias. This in itself is called racial discrimination and is formed from racial indifferences.
Imbalanced treatment legally, in schools and at work, profiling due to misconceptions and lack of information, disproportionately measured against others in the same occurrences
Racial discrimination may occur because of overt prejudice, hostility or negative feelings held by someone about a race or group
Refused a job or apartment, simply because of overt biases towards a person based on race related grounds your stirred in a generalised soup

Have you heard “All black people look the same, black people are always angry, angry black woman and black people are so aggressive or loud.
All black people do is kill each other, black people are thugs, they make trouble, where I live non black families use the N word frequently and they say it proud
Muslims are often now all seen as terrorists, Blacks murderers enforcing knife and gun crime. Negative stereotypes formed about my race, colour, ethnicity, and ancestry.
What is it about our beauty, strength, charisma, energy and power that causes my people to be feared throughout differing centuries

I see it as fear, for the effort it takes to divide, kill, maim, oppress, enslave, destroy and break my people, only for our beauty to be acknowledged in another race,
shows me you know just how majestic and powerful we are for you shape your bodies to look like ours and use fillers to have my shaped lips on your face
Religious views or place of origin causes people to feel their safety is now compromised rather than basing fear on reasonable suspicion
How many children have been sexually exploited and abused in non black churches not throwing shade I am just saying.

To single out an individual for greater scrutiny or different treatment simply because they are from a community of colour
Is wrong, it’s racism, its racial discrimination this is what causes the police to get away with unlawful murder
We see how our children are placed at a disadvantage in education, healthcare, the justice system, housing and organisations due to institutionalised racism
We say how can this be in 2020? racism is something of the past, get over it black people it no longer exists in the current world we live in.

Carry out research on patterns of behaviour, do white and non white individuals receive the same sentence for the same crime
Look within your organisation is there equality within senior management roles or is your organisational structure like mine.
Reflect on your narrative is your “friend” a bitch or do you and non coloured friends insist on placing Black before you say friend.
We are all human I often say, but deep down do you see yourself as equal, the same, no difference or are black and brown folk still classed as” them”.

Does hearing a black person cite racism cause you to become frustrated or uncomfortable, do you analyse their actions trying to seek additional fault?
I often hear It’s an excuse from a lazy community, pulling the race card is an excuse, a get out clause these people have been taught
In previous work places I have experienced subtle forms of racial discrimination.
I have been severely reprimanded and sanctioned when my white counter part has been praised and promoted for the exact same situation

The lower ranks of employment were predominantly filled with staff of colour
Yet promotion for these staff was capped as senior roles were only given to one race and no other
Some may say maybe it’s their skill, expertise, knowledge, hard work and determination that helped them get the job over you.
Then your work load shifts, I was given more responsibility which they then took credit for. My mind saw racial discrimination their actions made it true.

As black people can we be racist, do we display hatred and discrimination towards another race
We do not kill like the police but does that mean the blood of discrimination does not trickle on our hands and face.


As black people do we unify as a community and stand together, united to tear down the walls?
Educate ourselves and take on higher ranking roles to continue our fight, for we are proud of our black skin proud and tall?
As a black person having white friends or a white partner does this mean I am not with you and do not fight the fight?
To be a radicalised black person fighting against racism does this mean we must hate anything and anyone that is white?

Hello madness goodbye joy a book written by me Rachel Webb following the tragic murder of my 15 year old son Kyron Webb. The novel is available now on Amazon. Click the link below to purchase your copy today. Thanks for your support.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1728855977/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1540203435&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_FMwebp_QL65&keywords=hello+madness&dpPl=1&dpID=41k45GKLllL&ref=plSrch

No Mother

No mother wants to hear those words “your sons been stabbed and he has died”
No mother wants to be denied of the truth because someone has lied
No mother wants to hear the words that justice will not prevail
No mother wants to imagine that murder could be a part of her life’s tale

No mother wants to see a pair of trainers, knowing her sons dying body fills those shoes
Knowing the other trainers belong to his friend, he does nothing and there is nothing you can do
No mother wants to watch the CCTV footage of those last horrible moments of their child’s life
Tortured by the thoughts of what did he say, what did he feel, did he call for me as he was wounded by the knife

No mother wants to bury her child and then hear freedom to a murderer is what justice gives
It’s hard enough excepting your child is dead while their murderer is free and lives
No mother wants to hear the character of her beloved child ridiculed and defamed
Denied a chance in court to speak of his goodness and achievements he has gained

No mother wants to see their child in the ground or on the shelf in an urn
As she approaches the 1st anniversary the murderer will be freed she learns
No mother wants to face court alone to hear a story so devastating and bleak
No mother wants be alone fighting a system when justice is all she seeks

No mother wants to hear that her son carried a knife and that is why he died
Something deep in her heart she knows to be a lie
No mother wants to walk as a corpse while smiling for each day to get through
Waking to fight, seeking the truth then denied her case review

No mother wants to live in this torture murdered daily by systematic failings and the lack of justice
I know a mother that did, following the death of her son Yousef this is how Debbi Makki lived
Yousef was murdered March 2019, his murderer was acquitted on self defence


He served 215 days in prison but nothing for the murder or manslaughter offence
Its said the murderer won the case as he is from an affluent background with a lot of money
Does this warrant the truth and justice denied to this family
Debbie fort tirelessly for justice, many tears in her bid she cried
May 24th 2020 from a broken heart and not seeing Justice Debbie Makki died

R.I.E.P Debbie Makki

Hello madness goodbye joy a book written by me Rachel Webb following the tragic murder of my 15 year old son Kyron Webb. The novel is available now on Amazon. Click the link below to purchase your copy today. Thanks for your support.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1728855977/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1540203435&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_FMwebp_QL65&keywords=hello+madness&dpPl=1&dpID=41k45GKLllL&ref=plSrch

My boy

I am so proud

It was the 21st April 2018 the tears for your brother had not dried.

A text appeared on my phone, there’s been an accident immediately I cried.

Unable to catch my breath i took a seat as the words spun around in my head.

Someone had hurt another child, it involved a blade, angry words you bled.

My life at that moment crumbled I felt hopeless I could not keep you safe.

Just wanted to end my life, just wanted to leave this space.

I looked at your eyes, I worried about the conversations you were having in your mind.

Scared I had lost you, not to death but rage as you began to unwind.

Your silence was unnerving, your night time tears broke me more.

While the world thought you were falling, a fire was preparing you to soar.

Like me you turned to writing and your secrets you penned in a song.

How could I have ever doubted that a love like you could go wrong.

My 1st born solider instead of crying you wiped my tears.

My 1st born warrior instead of breaking you soothed my fears.

My gifted baby instead of seeing your needs you focused on mine.

You held me up and comforted those nights I sobbed drunk on wine.

My son Ricardo Webb I am so proud to call you my boy.

You have grown into a proud, strong man. You are the centre of my joy.

A role model for the younger ones with aspirations that will take you far.

You always knew the skills and tools you held one day would define who you are.

Now your a man with a child of your own I sit here beaming with pride.

Your music I dont understand half the words but I jump on every ride.

If nothing more you take from this but the glow of a mothers pride.

My sweet boy I love you so much I give thanks you stand by my side.

In closing I hope that I make you proud and your honoured to call me your mum.

For you I can honestly say I am proud that you are my son.

Hello madness goodbye joy a book written by me Rachel Webb following the tragic murder of my 15 year old son Kyron Webb. The novel is available now on Amazon. Click the link below to purchase your copy today. Thanks for your support.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1728855977/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1540203435&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_FMwebp_QL65&keywords=hello+madness&dpPl=1&dpID=41k45GKLllL&ref=plSrch

Give thanks

As the sun has risen and brightened the sky
Allow your smile to shine and darken every negative lie
As the light of a new day chases away the dark
Allow hope, self worth and faith in your mindset to reside and park

You see, it’s easy to lose hope as boredom of this time takes set
It’s easy to allow the impact of this pandemic to cause upset
For some are in lockdown with others yet their home remains silent
Some are in lockdown with partners or loved ones whom are short tempered and violent
Some are in lock down and at risk of harm and abuse
Some are using this lockdown as a convenient excuse

Some during this time are riddled with grief as loved ones have died
Some of us have no one to wipe our eyes when we have cried
But so many of us are home with no symptoms or pain
Staring out of the window marvelling how beautiful the land is when there is no rain

Many of us are at home feeling sorry for ourselves
Instead of building ourselves and exercising our mental and emotional health
Many take for granted the blessing it is to see a new day
Even though we see the world through lockdown in a different way
We are still blessed, we have life, and from illness we have overcome
Saluting keyworkers and applauding the great jobs they have done

It is very easy to reflect on everything we do not have or cannot see
But take a moment to remember the gifts and blessings that shine beautifully
Give thanks for your children that are home with you today
Give thanks for your colleagues who sit around you on Good Friday
Give thanks for your eyes that enable you to see
And your mouth that utters kind words and encouragement to others so richly
Give thanks for your feet as they enable you to stand
And give thanks for the creations that are yet to be built with your hands
No matter the situation, there is always something to be grateful for
I give thanks for my health and for the health of those sat with me inside my household door
This time can be challenging, but even through these times we have the ability to rise
We are blessed as today you read my words which means my friend your still alive

Hello Madness goodbye joy is out to purchase now on Amazon. Get your copy today by clicking the link below

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1728855977/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1540203435&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_FMwebp_QL65&keywords=hello+madness&dpPl=1&dpID=41k45GKLllL&ref=plSrch