A collection of poems.

In the Outbound a place so Desilet that no one in their right mind would venture too, the outcast and the ones that were not the elite, there is hardly any economic growth, and the only way out is generally in a body bag. If you had family, there you would have to write them a letter because there is no cell reception or Internet. If you got a low social score, your family and you were sent to the Outbound. Luna woke up to a loud bang from the front door, she soon realized that it was 5:45 and that it probably the guards, no one in their right mind would be knocking at the door at this hour she was surprised her parents did not get the door. Find out what happens next 2-15-2022 #2022 Chapter one will be posted like, share, and comment.

Wisper's through the air Still can feel the silence. Too emotional to care There seems to much Violence. Kindness is quite rare We should stand for nonviolence. To many seem to glare when all of us need to make an alliance. still there is Silence...