Poems from Nanwash14
America the great.
Real America is enslaved,
Built upon the backs of captured people,
Who are still being imprisoned;
Mass Incarceration....
Clouds clutter the sky,
A grey canvas.
Desperate for paint,
Stars strive to shine.
Empty. Darkness.
I'm not afraid,
But I'm not...
Please know the definition of pain and hurt,
Hurt
Hurt is the constant ache in my heart,
When a rope is wrapped around for the...