Poems from vcampbell425
Why is the color of my eyes,
Less important than the color of my skin.
Racism is an evil thing that,
Everyone takes a part in.
First thing...
It happened and it went,
It cam then left.
Now I must move,
Life must go on.
Why spend time in distraught,
Thinking about what has...
Victorious, for always accomplishing.
Accuracy, for always trying to be precise.
Neutral, for having an equilibrium and for being both yin...
After the storm comes a rainbow,
I have been threw that storm but don't know where to go,
where is my rainbow.
I need to feel the calm that...
Sadness is some thing that often over takes my soul.
I feel a empty ness inside myself and can't break it,
I cry as the sadness pounds on...