Category: Poetry

Locked up Luck is out, Inside- inside, I’m inside out. Your luck ran out     while you were on the run. Four leaf clover what have you done? Look at the time, where has it gone? All Locked up,    I’m...

I hope I’m not just a poem… running away at the mouth.                 For a chance just to be me… a chance to be free from the south.  I was under...

If infected with poverty there is no escape; societies quicksand never lets go….sinking people slowly through out their lives. Yet no one offers help.  No one notices when they disappear. No one calls out her name. No...

My grasslands lush with life-soon wither from drought.What was green now dry, becomes the Valley of Death.Anguish devours every follicle.  Defeat is my heart.One can change the way you feel.  But little they think of you.A rich...