Poems from OberonsJester
How can I help you?
Talk to me.
What can I do for you?
Tell me, please.
Something, anything.
Walk with me.
I will be here for you
Every day...
Rain forms on her skin and falls upon the ground
Each step, each breath, a labor—they see her, try.
Panting, struggling, doing her best not...
Where have our words gone?
We lack the pen to write
Stop standing for what’s right
No language left to fight
Afraid that we just might
Lose...