To Be Free Like Birds
I want to be free like these birdsSo I can go anywhere on this earthWith no restrictions to funfairTo be free like birds I...
THE MENDICANT’S PLIGHT
I live on a black street,
Filled with despair.
I wake up daily,
Clinging to the feeling of despondency,
My heart is decorated with somberness.
I feel voracious,
But here...
YOU_ARE_MY_RESPONSIBILITY By Ruth Echewe
Dad is gone So is mum We were playing in the garden, where mum plants her vegetables Suddenly, a man in black entered Picked...
