Poems from Nala Bailey
Spoken words don't always come easily to me, I'm a timid soul with a fiery undertone so hear are the words of my mind.
An unsettling unrest in a country known for peace.
Manslaughter but not if the cop was confronting someone of color.
Enlightenment...
It's funny you spoke of change; you swore you would never go back again.
Yet you stayed in the mess, waiting for a "savior."
Praying that...
Listen I loved you,
I love you.
The light in your eyes seemed to fill my empty space.
You were there for everything.
You were my...