Poems from Angela Brown
If it were his words; I heard them, But failed to listen. If it were his antics; I took for granted, Because I did not understand. If it...
Why can't things change? I am a witness to young kid dying, without a chance That child is our sons murdered without due cause Unable to...
set aside your heat for thourough gradation Christ, is that a knife in my back? and wage war on their point-proper diction monkeys ay!...
I pull! You push! It's the tug of war Dodging bullets! Offence avoiding trenches, Defense dancing around land mines. The threat of nuclear...
Out in this cold, cold world With nothing to go by but hustling She is nearly fifteen, had many dreams With a fifth grade education And a...