Poetry

"...There where the temple of the gods is in their heads..."

"...every day she yelled out names, words..."

Bethel Abiy, born on April 12, 2003, is a young poet, a very creative and open-minded artist. She was born and raised in Ethiopia by her mother Miss Hana and father Mr. Abiy. She is the author of "Freedom" which was released on February 25.

"The gravel road led to an abandoned skeletal shed..."

"...furled fronds will reach up, find woodland light..."

"...look at the grey sky, Falling down rains..."

"...the anniversary of my father's death might have passed me by..."

"...Is there a plausible justification for that appalling level of stooping and descent..."

"...essential words are just beyond recall..."

"...There was a bonding. Words united us..."

"...I grieve my existence, swimming in emotions..."

"...We would reach out to each other, safe for now...."

"...nobody could solve the mystery that he had created..."

"...the meaning's no more clear than the creaking of a floorboard..."

"Everyone is sometimes out of gas on grammar..."

"...Look above. Forget the scud of lamb-curl clouds -- their whorl..."

"...I have lost happiness above the sinking boat above the river of my dark grief..."

"...government contracts to cut the unkempt hair of government officials!..."

"Knight in shining armor! The message that You brought, even the pigeons did ages before..."

"...A warped benevolence that demolishes people's ethics, kindnesses And forsakes their souls..."

"...Whoever put this curse on my life..."

"...a journey through the Tarzan and Jane trees..."

"...You can wind up the anti, add hate to the hate..."

"...stuck in a failure of imagination..."

Poetic imagery of how we look inside...

"...if you are not here just say 'absent'..."

"...with families and loved ones who deserve better and safer..."

"...How she cursed and lost her glory..."

"...Feathers glinting flecks gold and amber on cream..."

"...You gave away your integrity..."