I really believe in the moments, those sickening moments when you understand what you do doesn't matter. All the fighting, obeying orders and following rules cause even the innocent ones around you to lose faith. You keep moving, not stopping, almost not breathing. Dying. A personal situation of a person who hated what he formed … Continue reading Excerpt from Chapter “Chapter Four: Prime time Higgins”
Carving (Friday Night Poetry Corner #72)
Welcome everyone to another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This haunting, beautiful poem of internal struggle is called "Craving." The poet Medinaque takes you on a journey that even the reader must take a look at themselves after reading such a work. I let you be the judge on what this work means to you...
KG Bethlehem 