Poems from Nfillmore40
Denial This isn’t happening to me…I opened my eyes but chose not to see…Daily forced to face myself again…What to do when strength loses...
In a world built by the blood, sweat, and tears of people who look like meFrom the fields to front officesFrom the streets to street...
I opened a book..Of which had no title..Took a second look.. andAwakened a mind that was idle..
It told of the world before disaster and...
I look around this hopeless cold world and all I see is rain..A broken mirror to my heart, the pieces of pain..How soon we forget..Long...