Wind howls through the overgrown,
A jungle of overgrown grass...
Bodies laying in the field,
All the spoils war does yield...
Since man has been upon this earth
He's many a battle fought...
My mind is racing
A mile a minute...
I look into the newspaper
Upset to see...
I can't help it, but I write short poems lately xD...
The news I have
heard...
A hunch awoke my silent night
as I swept up the remains of...
Is it the color of my eyes.
Is it the color of my skin...
She sits waiting, waiting all night.
procrastinating thinking things will turn out...
In the Eye of the Storm
I will live...
In a world where everyone is the same;
they will dress the same...