Carol Hurst
Sometimes we must intentionally become the voice of the muted, consumed with unexpected circumstances that can lead to an unfavorable end. These poems have a flow of rhythm and rhymes but break to cry out for help at the end; just like life, when everything is going well, circumstances shatter the rhythm. Let us show them that we care, whether directly or indirectly. Please do not overlook the signs and evidence that are clearly before us. Can you hear them now?
