Monkeys looking like a man could be,
Climbing to get the fruit off of the tree.
Isn't that just like a human?
What makes them different to us?... more »
A Sad Smile
I look upon my Nanna's shallow form,
Her sunken eyes show an unending storm.
Tubes stuck in her arms, neck and belly,
She strains her eyes to watch the telly.... more »
I cry and I don't know why,
I vent and stress,
I struggle in a mess,
I scream and feel frustrated,... more »