Poems from Tremayne3456
"Our county, dying."
"Our city, crumbling."
"Our country, turn waste like poverty."
"When i awake in the hood, all i see more dead bodies...
"I Sting as hard as a Bumblebee"
"But i'm gracefull as a Dove"
"You can not defeat me!"
"No sir-we I might be just a cub"
"With all my...