Poetry is the tears that purge my bitterness/
The smile that brightens a cloudy day/
the laughter of the children playing marbles in the dirt/
Poetry is vice that anchors me
holding me from teetering on the edge of desperation/
Poetry is Life.
Poetry is the tears that purge my bitterness/
The smile that brightens a cloudy day/
the laughter of the children playing marbles in the dirt/
Poetry is vice that anchors me
holding me from teetering on the edge of desperation/
Poetry is Life.