Poems from 224shakespeare
Attending is the decade of the blooming
The lighthearted Sundew rays, of the unassuming
Candy- coated nectar glistens from the Aloe plant...
All right, here we go, one, two, three, four. Our Generations, full of haters, wanna be’s and excommunicators. Racism and sexism at large...
In slumber I gazed the past moon.
Dip her raw fingers in the honey,
charred feet against the gravel dance.
Stands his brittle slave....
Harmony in the east, disagreement in the north.
Olive trees bring the unity of both
Broken bows and shattered swords
Peace be spoken...
The war was before our time
the americans so very proud
Vietnam the color of lime.
Heroic soldiers dipped in grime
the Vietnam people...