This poem was written during the beginning of a long and hard healing process. The healing continues.
Essex's Friend Enuminous thinks this poem is good.
Deticaded to: all those invisible girls
I saw a show about the ghettos in Africa and my heart broke. The sights they showed inspired this poem.
Written upon watching the horrid aftermath of Hurricane Katrina-08-30-05
DTA Dont trust anyone -|--
