Poems from EbonyTown
How do we live for today when tomorrow is a dream?
Tomorrow is not always guaranteed
We take this beautiful easy life for granted
Standing...
Pride gets in the way
Envy lies in hearts
Gluttony overflows our nation
While lust tears relations apart
Anger boils within our veins ...
A job is not something you do just for money.
A job is fufilling and sweet like honey.
A job should be something you enjoy and love.
A job...
Young love is the rarest kind in the room
It either dies in the storm , or grows with the bloom.
Like a kicking baby in a mothers womb,
Or...