MY LIFE TRAIN CHAPTER ONE POEM #16 written and post by najwa powley
And when the snow choked me dearly at the winter Small hands were looking for open doors to enter Hundred of children at SABRA and shatila Master Drift of ice lived in their hearts never melted by their heat sighs At Huresta down on my knees to the HOLY LADY who cries The night Which clouding my... Sign in to see full entry.