Seen, unseen by the world around. Shot down for the color of the skin not of the blood. Feel the anger, grief, the pain that echoes through a community, a country. Harsh, irresponsible, irreversible actions that ripple through time. Misery, mistaken, Injustice ripped through a nation divided. Fear and hate fuels an already raging fire that can’t be extinguished. Blasphemy, outrageous situations that weaves through the ticking clock.
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Published by N.K. Sterling
A sibling and daughter to some, a friend to others. As an artist , writer, and dreamer N.K Sterling spends days crafting new creations be it in painting or jewelry making or dabbling in many creative avenues in life from music to sewing has only made Sterling more inspired to keep trying new things. Enjoying a good book by the fire, or an adventurous outing with furry friends is always a go to for this expressive soul. Writing has been a passion since the age of twelve and the associate's degree in liberal arts has only help expand this creative mind for future endeavors while currently living in the southern USA. View more posts