(2002)
#Life
By Stanley Collymore I am who I am! No less so a Brit… of you who not only think differen… also asininely assume in your rank… ity that my skin colour and ethnic…
By Stanley Collymore Once we were total strangers; our… existences entirely unknown to eac… and our separate lives complete wo… yet from that first encounter, not…
By Stanley Collymore For crying out loud the British government and the churches in the UK: those who’re installed
By Stanley Collymore No British politicians’ names ever appear on a Cenotaph! Simply because they’re
By Stanley Collymore The principal questions that you fawning intellectually challenged and crucially dim-witted serfs like Arna should…
By Stanley Collymore I’ll be perfectly honest with you… that I always go to bed around 11… the latest; but if for some reason… other that fails to happen I colle…
By Stanley Collymore Kiss her hand you ghastly, bearded… sympathizer and existential threat… Britain! For how dare you anticip… authentic member of the Privy Cou…
By Stanley Collymore Lift your voice unapologetically u… clamour: triumphant and unambiguou… perceived status as a proud female… and flagrantly let the entire worl…
By Stanley Collymore Absence makes the heart grow fonde… but not having you near me each da… poor substitute in every way for n… being able to see you, touch you
By Stanley Collymore Human life when looked at objectively is in reality nothing more than a rather short cruise
By Stanley Collymore The reassuring warmth and comforti… spontaneously, naturally, exciting… enthusiastically radiate are wondr… and as personal experiences to tho…
Like everyone else in this country, or the wider world for that matter, you’re perfectly entitled to your personal them. But that realistically is as far as it goes I tone deaf and thei...
By Stanley Collymore I’ve every right to a life of my o… unimpeded go about my lawful activ… else, whether you approve of my do… It’s a stance to which I’m firmly…
By Stanley Collymore When I say I love you don’t quest… me as to why or demand to know how much I do; as there are no words in any language
By Stanley Collymore All of these bloody hypocrites quite asininely, ignorantly, literally clearly fatuous and obviously, similarly puerilely