Poems from Nala Bailey

Spoken words don't always come easily to me, I'm a timid soul with a fiery undertone so hear are the words of my mind.
An unsettling unrest in a country known for peace.  Manslaughter but not if the cop was confronting someone of color.  Enlightenment...
It's funny you spoke of change; you swore you would never go back again.  Yet you stayed in the mess, waiting for a "savior." Praying that...
Listen I loved you,  I love you.  The light in your eyes seemed to fill my empty space.  You were there for everything.  You were my...