Poems from Hannonymous
Three years later,
I wasn’t prepared.
I looked at the driveway,
and headed for the stairs.
The cement was cracked.
The grass was to my...
I’m addicted to a person
Who’s addicted to a drug
That played a mean trick
and no longer makes him numb.
“I’ll be right back,” he says.
I...
He will not give us warning
None but Him will know.
The day He comes to take us home;
I pray we all can go
If a master left his home...
I hear high schoolers singing,struggling to write their own song;I hear the voice of uncertainty and doubt,singing in the minds of the...