Poems from Unkown-44
Intellect breeds not upon the hunting ground of untamed innocence but rather in the wastelands of a thick yearning of the unknown
One that...
La Rona
La Rona
La Rona
Why must you blind us so
Why must you discourage us so
Why must you sadden us so
Yesterday was a brilliant canopy...
Wandering the hills of my city with my mind ajar
A craving for the unknown a cliff of curiosity within my mind
Here, I live upon the toes...