Valiant Scribe
A literary hub giving voice to the voiceless by retelling the human experience

Avoid the trap Of vengeance Of turning on us When Terrorists massacre kids We ran away from men who plant bombs, Wield guns - demand...

Third Place Winner of the "Vultures & Doves: Social Issues of Our Time" Poetry Competition. I was up the first school day. And my son...

History Class Begins Again From the playground where they play, call the children back to class and school, teach the lessons they're...

It’s as easy as cutting a cord, to separate the mothers and children— the ones seeking asylum from gangs and violence, so desperate to flee

I never remembered him taking off his boots The way he crept to the side of the bed Pressed his toes gently on the rubber heels Sliding...

Except for the toddlers waddling on the track field like a flock of ducklings and a row of strollers lined up along a wall, the cement...

OH LORD by Billy Ayis Oh lord My God As I settle down to read Plant in me a seed To give knowledge Without taking me over the edge To...