Poems from AnisahX
I walk down the street and see my brother get shot
Now my brother that killed him has to get got
Now I’m picking sides, either the red or...
These isms plague the earth and make me wish they were gone
Darkness seeps through their pores and blots out the light of the sun
Race-...
Poetry – because practice makes perfect
Fiction was my first love, first poem I rejected
It was terrible – oh so terrible
Nonacceptable
So...