I guess I'll add one of my poems, and hopefully I'll get some comments. I'll take the good and the bad; any criticism is respected. Thanks in advance, and hope to see some entries from other people. Laters.
Power Of Innocence
A little child,
Sitting calmly atop dark skies,
Hovering over a blackened world
In the midst of danger,
Scattered wreckage spreads below,
She is untouched;
Unknowing of this
Blind to her surroundings of
Unaware of corruption's shadow.
She is numb.
She is protected
Near the heart of inconvenience by