I will write again Of slum love and ghetto fantasies of the class blindness of infatuation And well worn chanting rosaries Though each day is a struggle of survival Of hunger, anger and surrender I will write again Of Last night and nights like last night I will write again Though love crept behind enemy […]
the dawn will arrive just a tide upon the thighs of starless darkness i will arise! reborn and dusted out of the ashes and echoes of nightmares that quelled kingdoms and froze giants i am a catastrophe upon the household of elitist miscreant I am Wrath Originally published on PoemHunter on 2 January 2018.