i’m not an artist

Want create site? Find Free WordPress Themes and plugins.

My mind is just a canvas
Engulfed in colors only seen in a mind without memories
Most days, all i see are hills
Of bodies lone
Men, women dancing to the tune of freedom
In darker days, my canvas shows shades of black
Of faces marred
Men weeping to the thought of women broken
On rare days, it’s all pink
Of hands freed
In wait for a shower of rest from the clouds

Chris Baah

Chris Baah is a Creative Writer at heart. A published author of the chapbook, Love In Letters: Letters to the Other side of the Coin, he is currently a Children Literature &/or Flash Fiction Editor with the Awensɛm Magazine and Writers Space Africa Magazine respectively.
He is a Multi-genre writer who is a proud member of the Writers Space Africa community. He has been published in the Poetic Africa Magazine, Writers Space Africa Magazine, Kalahari Review and other literary portals/magazines.
With an inert desire for freedom, he writes as a medium to free his head. He currently lives in Ghana, with a dream to some day travel to experience other cultures and people of the world.

Did you find apk for android? You can find new Free Android Games and apps.