Those big gray doors soon turn to normal size.Day in day out you won’t even notice how your hands have grown to fit the knobs.Those impossible Locker combinations become second nature.Through all the years the cafeteria becomes the placewhere you…
Somethings just can not be escaped.A script subconsciously played. Like the scorpion upside the turtle.You have survived many storms,Overcame countless struggles.But it had always been written,You shall be your own destruction.
I have a dream that one day we will not be scared of our own mother’s name.That we will no longer carry it with pain nor shame.That Every time the world hears Haiti it will be filled with fear,and we…
Our silent heroes wear cheeks stained with tearsAnd scars from the yearsOf being the shieldprotecting and serving their most precious treasuresThe sons and daughtersWho dream of becoming soldiersFighting for the country that gave her soilTo raise her beautiful boyTo grow…
