By Bella Melardi The west worships complaints of those Who have a voice to do so And that is not everyone everywhere I can cry But when you live to survive I can only ever imagine it Blood becomes a language You learn to speakTo survive Panicking becomes death And life becomes a question I … Continue reading Crying
These Little Men
By Marc Carver I don't care about the people who have lied to me, all little people, trying to hold onto the little that they have in life that they think is a lot. People are happy to lie to you when they think you are on top because they want to be where … Continue reading These Little Men
