Poems from daWriter

I did not Choose this Curtain
Everything is broken I told Him one more time You gave me such fantastic wings But I refuse to fly. Because all the scars are open Silence...
The 660,000
660,000 lostYou cant put a number on that kind of cost660,000 wivesMothers, daughters, fathers, sons660,000 livesMourn for the deadAnd care...
To be an American
There are those who would argue I’m unpatrioticBut I think conformity’s like a narcotic.It dumbs us and numbs us so we just exceptThe way...
Ode to the Blackboard
   You don’t know me, not more than helloNot more than the tests, and the essays and soI don’t owe you anything.There you stand, tall and...