Dear someone wonderful, I was raised to think that rage was bad, and I've certainly witnessed harmful examples of it. But now I see its value ... and its challenge. As always, feel free to share this poem as you wish. blessings, Rich The Sacred Gift of Rage by Rich Orloff Let me learn how… Continue reading Poem: The Sacred Gift of Rage By Rich Orloff
t I am the Storm. The Unforgivable. I put this world on its head now. When I decided to no longer remain silent, my blood family turned me into the living dead. As Hurricane Irma approaches I realized once more that life can be short. When I appeared a woman to this world, so sick… Continue reading My Poem: I am the Storm
I HIDE MY RAGE! As an Activist, I am on the front lines of a war. I won't walk away, or escape through that door. It is in front of me day in and day out and I do it without pay. * I see the pain, I talk to the people who are hurting… Continue reading Poem: I hide my rage!
I Will Sing My Song How could you see my angel wings, you were blind, you could not sing. I was locked in a Cage. How could you see that I was special, they had lied to you, they told you I was all wrong and you believed them. You locked me up, and let… Continue reading Poem: I Will Sing My Song
Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez 