Poems About Gwendolyn Brooks Seeking Friendly Advice

You are the beautiful half
of a golden hurt'

                 -Gwendolyn Brooks  
 
 
The world is loveless,
but I remember love;
I seal it in a tiny box,
place it on a shelf above.
All the riots of my youth
rage among immiment falls
as ways of men I never knew
fill my eyes as Hell resumes.
All the strife my legs can carry
will I only carry back home
should home remember me
after all my rage is gone.
 
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