The world

Overflowed with rage

Unleashed in panicked streams

For the gutters of his mind

And all too soon

He staggered

In the curves of his youth

Drunk

On the fumes of mankind

In his hollow gaze

Was the stroll of kin

For whom he lovingly strained

From infernal distress

All too soon he was crushed

In the surge

In the foam of the world

Unyielding

And boiling with strife

© William Wright, Jr.

Excerpt from the book The Slums of Nightfall

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About the Author

My name is William Lorenzo Wright, Jr. I am the youngest of three children, as well as the only son to two loving and hard-working parents. I am a college student from San Diego California and I hold a deep passion for reading and writing poetry. I was sixteen years old when I first…