Poems from Raphael De La Ghetto
Wait.
You have a problem with the way I dress?
The way I pronounce my words or treat other women with respect?
You hate me because I do...
In the opening number
We are as blind as a worm
Content with the womb
Born of the sperm
Contended by measures
Fatality...
Afraid of choice my mind trembles uneasily and is devoured by the sustenance of its origin.
Intertwined within 1000 reasons to remain...