Poetry Blog by Anthony Michael



Mama I'm sorry, please, can I just come back home?

I'm only 12 years old in these Harlem streets all alone

I don't know how to feed myself 

Mama I need your help

It's so cold out here, I don't even have a coat

Mama why haven't you responded? On your door steps I've left several notes

Mama why don't you want me around?

My feet hurt so bad from walking the pave...

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