Poems from nickredinger
Hate is a strong word backed by a heart of sorrow
And tears that flow to the tents and gallows.
An enraged brain that wants to cut the...
A young boy and the empathy of a dog
Sets fire to the world with knowledge to clog
His pours and brain and collapses to sleep.
Wakes up...
Self-expression is underrated.
If your friends don’t know you,
As one you’re understated.
He, she, they debated;
Your identity is who...
Many days I have seen the pain
Years gone by, not a day goes by
Where I don’t see the fall of rain,
The fall of thunder, or bolts of...
Gun in his hand, he stood in a field,
All he wanted was education.
Lead to his head, couldn’t help but yield;
Dead is the youth of a nation...