How a Slave Feels
“Silence” he commanded As he slapped my frozen face I need a meal for my stomach I have not eaten in days Or perhaps it has been longer For truly I cannot tell I feel like a prisoner Used for my body…
filth is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 5 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees filth in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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