donnalee west Poems

A cubic zirconia wrapped to the nines, with ribbons and bows, and finished with twine; is still a zirconia, that is no lie.

But a diamond at first sight may seem a simple stone. But put in the
Masters hand with polish it will shine, that we have been shone.
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With this pen, I plan to form an explanation of my fixation on wrong accusations.
I have alway's thought it, and will continue to beleave it an total abbomination; that is this lack of information, that leads to ones discrimenation.
this herein may be caused by a lack of representation or further more misrepresentation.
Many who sit in the judgement chair and do continue to stare, all have the same accomidations, with their same affiliations. Did I say it was an abbomination?
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