A CHILD CRIES:A poem you shall love
I'M sorry,
all the women whose face i saw ,
before i knew their minds
all the men, who I weighed by their pockets,
before I could see them for who they are.
I was raised among you both,
who is spilling the sand in...
all the women whose face i saw ,
before i knew their minds
all the men, who I weighed by their pockets,
before I could see them for who they are.
I was raised among you both,
who is spilling the sand in...