Ending the stigma through poetry
Last night I could not sleep Dreams of hatred were on the streets Violence A divide Racist speech This is not a dream A living nightmare What will it take To keep all those we love safe Family Friends Coworkers Neighbors It is not… Continue Reading “Universal Question”
I rise with these scars like a phoenix from her ashes Battles fought and won Recovery made Demons long gone Light at the end of the tunnel Has just begun As Thomas Fuller once said, “The darkest hour is right before the dawn”