Poetry: Yes we can
It doesn’t matter how ugly a house look they maybe some beautiful people living in it. With worried foot steps I walked the hood which seems to most a dangerous place to be. As I walked into this house, I stumbled onto a beautiful mind, Horace Young. He is a retired transit worker who has been written poetry for many years. These peaces below are just two of his many collections. I don’t normally feature other people’s work but I thought those two peaces were just too beautifully sound for me not to share them with my friends on Hub Pages.
Ladies and gentlemen Horace Young
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