Poems from worldchanger101

The Daughter's Cry::The Church's Charge
It would never happen here.These four walls, yes, they are fortressWith glistening steeples all within clean, no, pristine.A supernatural...
The Prostitute's Hope
From the day we are born in our lives are in danger.From the moment she took her first breath,Her fate had been decided.She never even...
The Window
I’m a foreigner. A white girl in a brown world. I stick out. I’m a target. Oh how I wish that my safety were not an issue! Because...