Poems from The Poet of Serpants
Oh sweet sorrow, how I have grown to love you;
You are the only constant in my life.
Without you, I would not know what to do;
And my mind...
Oh Guilt, how you have made my life a mess!
With your constant gnawing upon my mind!
This pain with which you arm yourself make less
My...
Just as the rain falls
And as the tides recede
My soul atrophies.
Will I forever act as if I am alone?
I feel like I am pushing everyone away—Ironic isn’t it?
I always lament my solitude, my lonely nature...
They say the Civil Rights movement is over, but I do not believe.
They say that we are all equal now, but I do not believe.
They say that...