Poems from J.T.Pandacorn
Young blood spilled on harsh ground
Anguished cries of a hurting mother and father
A surgeon’s plea for a steady hand as she
Questions why...
Is possible to be who you are when the whole world is against you?
Does it matter if you know who you are if the ones you cherish will only...
Come children, gather round
Listen to this tale with a twist
Once in a kingdom under the sea,
There lived a king and queen quite fair
They...