A poem on how we've got to come together as a society and create change.
A 17-year-old pens a poem with the hope of letting other teens know that they are not the only ones feeling like there's nothing to look forward to.
"You, and I, we're all the same."
'The vanquisher will be a mute spectator to the virus of the ego'.
A poem on how in the years to come, the scars of 2020 will be clear to see.
On the bizarre yet endearing interactions between my grandmother and a vegetable vendor.