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| Your School's Name: matthew humberstone church of england lower school | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: jason moore |
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Your Poem:
The chimpanzee,
The ancestor of me
and my family.
It swings around from tree to tree
Swinging happily,
The chimpanzee,
I can see
it happily swings from tree
Oh how amazing oh how so great
I can see the ancestor of me
| Your School's Name: STC, Lagos | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Ka Nu |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) Ifejika Okonkwo | |
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Your Poem:
PRIDE
The dansiki clad mortal
squats outdoors barefoot.
Glorious and arrogant,
like water skier
riding waves in mid-ocean.
This alien
kneads large ball of fufu
from bowl for two minutes.
while staring at falling snow.
With fingers
(Oblivious to jeers
from civilized friend
for shelving
acquired manner
of gormandizing
with cutlery)
This regal being,
dips fufu in bitterleaf soup,
and loudly swallows clump,
with pride beyond cabal
wielding chopsticks.
| Your School's Name: orange coast college | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: tri tran |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? share christianity with people |
Your Poem:
But the tongue
Can no man tame...
The devil's words
Like hundreds of swords,
Piercing innoocent hearts.
Streams of sad tears dripping
within....
From the loving heart
Of CHRIST, flares his might,
Shaking hell
And trembling Satan...
The devil surrenders,
Kneeling and weeping as he
repents.
| Your School's Name: cj |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
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Your Poem:
nice site
| Your School's Name: iBuilt.net | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Thomas Husmann |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? One evening a friend of mine, also a drug addict, read a poem I wrte and asked me to write her one. Feeling that she was walking the wrong path in life I felt that she needed some guidance and the following poem was created. Shortly there after, she volunteered to go through rehabilitation. Today, she has been sober, and leading a very happy life. I thank the Creator for providing my friend with such an epiphany. |
Your Poem:
Through infinite moments,
a truth never found
a life once not worth living
a revelation is bound
Justice in peace,
a mind finally at rest,
embarked on a new journey,
putting one's soul to the test.
| Your School's Name: Weld Opportunity Highschool | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Kat gaffney |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) Kat gaffney | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? Because i hate this war. If it offends anyone I'm deeply sorry but since you have a right to be offended i have the right to have my feelings too. |
Your Poem:
Your war
There’s hundreds and thousands of your people dying
Delivered to the death that you’re supplying
Across the seas and in the sky
They’ll fight for you until they die
This war doesn’t have a thing to do with them
Inevitably they’re stuck swimming in your phlegm
Our nation’s people can’t look up in the sky and see an airplane
Without fearing that it will be our lives which it maims
Is that what you call freedom? Is that what you call secure?
It’s pretty pitiful that our country’s safety has to be insured
We pay you all our money for bombs and guns
You point the finger but truly we are the bad ones
There is no point to this endless masquerade
But our soldiers keep marching on in your parade
Attacking Iraq is like fighting sword against cannon
They cannot fight back, just die in famine
I’ll stop now; there really is no point in me saying this
Because to you my opinion isn’t anything but meaningless s***
-Katherine Gaffney
