Poems by Sabrina Young

Poems by Sabrina Young



The words I write ,
not just meant for
me, but for every
broken piece that
can relate to the
broken pieces of
Round and around
we must go , picking
up pieces that
nobody knows ,
a piece here
a piece there ,
with glue that
remains judgement

Sabrina Young © 2020



Walk on by with
unopened eyes ,
dare to see the
colors … wrapped
with the usual
black and white …
That , after all ,
is what you’re
used to .

Sabrina Young © 2020

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