PoEM On DeATh |
A pale, old mother
On her white linen bed
light fades form the room
By sunset she is dead
A thin and hungry child
awaits her dying day
No food for naked bellies
She slowly fades away
A... Posted by on Thu, 19 Aug 2004 04:02:00 GMT |
INNOCENT DEATH |
I went to a party mom, I remembered what you said, you told me not to drink, mom, so I drank soda instead. I really felt proud inside, mom, the way you said I would. I didn't drink and drive, mom, e... Posted by on Thu, 19 Aug 2004 03:49:00 GMT |