WALLS OF UNENDING SCARS

I I have seen The four walls Coated with gory hand-prints Of criminals and suspects In-scripting awkwardness Pleading for a public presentation I stared at slogans Screaming…. “we die…innocent” “i was here” “and so what” “are you the president?” “dem go fire me” “na today” “…save us” My heart tears my eyes And the graffiti… Continue reading WALLS OF UNENDING SCARS