Poems from FSBell

School, college What really is it? Twelve long years and more to come It seems just like a trail of sand never ending But I guess we can't...
Once upon a time, I’ve could’ve been a beast If I judged one from the inside That’ll make history Then the witch came and slayed And it...
Forget the blood lines that make our trees bright red Forget the colors that highlight our lively skin Brothers, sister, mothers and...