Poems from Ocen
The beginningThe beginning of my failure; where I come up short before that bar that says I’m strong enough to be called a man.I saw her...
'Pitter patter pitter patter'I hear the sound of the blood dripping from my face, after the sound of ratta Tat tatta just before my heart...
Your misery to me is totally attractive.
I love the way your tears taste, or at least i would if ever sampled,
Your sadness entices me,...
There’s Suffering and crying, and a lot of people are still dying
World leaders getting richer while their peoples bodies are piling
Up to...