Poems from stengerber

The Great Debate
Our greatest weapon of war is our minds. They can take our food, our cars, our children, our money, and even our houses- They can beat us,...
Trench Poem
I've got a ghetto in my soul I pretend my pain is too deep for tears.
My Manic Watch
Tick tock tick tock It is the tick ticking of time That has brought the writing of this rhyme. Tick tock tickity tock My teeth are clinched...
So What.
She slapped my innocent face Again And left her authority Rosy on my cheek, I detest her. My skirt fits So its worn and dirty It dives...
The Loss Of An Unknown
Looks like I'm a soldier, Heaven knows I'm not a saint, I awaken Tear myself out of bed, Each day defiant as the last. Days vanish. I...