Happy Fathers Day
A father and a son,
Never so close,
What Makes You Wake Up?
The bottle, the pills, the pain and the joy
People talk about the ways to fall asleep
Asleep to that dream land
Where the bottles pills pain and joy, all coincide
At Hiroshima's Rock
I had to do a project on Hiroshima for school and I came across a poem about helping the victims at Hiroshima. That one poem inspired me to go and write this about a victim of Hiroshima.
P.S. For those of you who don't know the Enola gay was the plane that bombed Hiroshima
In solitude I walk
Leave Me Be
Sorrow, sorrow why must you take me so
Why have you left me in such a big hole
Sorrow, sorrow when will you leave my soul
And let me finally breath so
The Black Man
Ive seen so many thing about racism on the T.V and in the newspaper, I thought I would write about it. This is the poem that flowed so freely from my hands
I walk down the street
There is no one I can meet
A pain you never forget.
Life's true regret.