Raped Democracy
Shoving hours to mold days, And days to build weeks,
Poems tagged: deceit — Clear filter
My Online Crush
It only started with a friend request, Then mutual friendship,
Rosed Thorn
Me and you don't have a beautiful story, Not even one,
Beneath That Makeup
Money changes people, but she changed for money, what I had was less, so she sought more,
Raped Hope
(Plot by Lucy Oduor) She remembers her Mama's words,
Cookie For Sale
This woman, Lives next to my house.