THE CHILD by Cletus Nnaemeka
How time flies, I once had those innocent babe's eyes. Wonder what's on that serene mind Even if I asked, it'd be the blind leading the blind. Man has always...
MR. TRADER!
[caption id="attachment_4839" align="aligncenter" width="392"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Mr. Trader][/caption]This, you chose of all trades To polish dead trees Carved into houses for the late For your like, now louses If none is...