söndag 11 september 2011

Poems

Hello everyone!

These are the three poems that I have written in English class so far:




"Thoughtfulness is an Ugly Subway"




An empty subway station in NYC

With a bunch of weirdos

That everyone can see.


It's 1:23 and the weirdos are moaning

The tired drivers are also groaning.

Quickly, time passes, it's 7



The tired drivers from last night ended at 11


People are going to work now.


They are cramped together in the car

It's ugly, old, and smells like a cow

But people still use it - even for going far.



When you think about it,

It would be good with a train where everyone can fit

But still, this train is quick

And the driver is nice - his name is Rick.



In conclusion,

It's better to have an ugly train

That not having one at all,

It's a good place to hide in from the rain.






Response to "I Know why the Cagebird Sings"




You say that bird is longing for freedom,


But are you sure it doesn't want to stay?



In that cage, it is trapped, yes,



But it has food, shelter, and love.


You say that the free bird is what you want to be


But remember that with freedom comes responsibility.



Hoever, I agree with the fact



That it should not depend on what type of bird you are.



White bird, black bird, parrot, hawk


There is no difference.


We are all unique in our onw way.





You know why the cagebird sings


But so do I, so does he, so does she.


Everyone is different.






"A Little Cagebird"




A little cagebird



Sits inside its home



Not wanting to go out.



This is a different bird than the others



It has learned to appreciate



What it has in its cage



It knows, oh yes it does,



That there are birds that can fly around as much as they want.



They can travel



See world



See difference



But this little cagebird



KInows that his home is a good one.



Why?



He has food



He has shelter



He has love.



He has everything that he could ever ask for.



However, what he would really like



Is to be allowed to fly around, at least inside.



Maybe even outside,



Since he knows



That hé is always welcome to come back.

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