People walking,
while people sleep in
the
streets.
Is that an emotion,
A sense of helplessness?
A powerlessness,
despite having wealth
Or fame.
Are we a people anymore?
Are we human,
Are you human?
Urban and narative poetry, vbog, personal journal
People walking,
while people sleep in
the
streets.
Is that an emotion,
A sense of helplessness?
A powerlessness,
despite having wealth
Or fame.
Are we a people anymore?
Are we human,
Are you human?
Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry. View more posts