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.
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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