Crowded Streets & Deserted Humanity
When the humanity
entered into my room,
he was sad and
his clothers were ragged
and he looked like a
lost shepherd of my story book.
His coat was soaked of bloodstains
of a black man, but I swear
those stains were red,
like yours too.
He was...
entered into my room,
he was sad and
his clothers were ragged
and he looked like a
lost shepherd of my story book.
His coat was soaked of bloodstains
of a black man, but I swear
those stains were red,
like yours too.
He was...