I know the feeling that Juvenile felt When deserted beneath an isolated tree, Do you know that feeling? The fear that gripped souls of those down-casted girls Waking up beneath...
[caption id="attachment_10083" align="aligncenter" width="356"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Lost Childhood][/caption]I see them roaming daily in my neighbourhood children with childhood yanked off discarded like orange peels decorating our filthy streets Bit by bit...
[caption id="attachment_1361" align="aligncenter" width="300"] Tears For The Dead[/caption]My face is wet and I know not yet whether it is rain or tearsMy heart beats with spasmodic feats.Is it anticipation or...