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Sunday, 21 August 2011

Poems, written by Lethabo my 10yrs old(not edited)


Poem 1

Happy then sad

If you were there you would have known.

I watched the valley and how it has grown.

I lay on the ground watching the sky.

The sky looked happy, as happy as I.

It was getting dark the sun was going down.

My smile instantly turned into a frown.

I walked home with joy still in my heart.

I felt a little sad we had to part.

The sun came up, and I felt at ease.

I was back in the valley beautiful valley of peace.

Poem 2

End of my rage.

I looked at the flowers they were all dead.

I looked at the sky filled with pure red.

My head, face down, my eyes filled with tears.

It felt like I was burning, burning for years.

I screamed so loud as if someone was shooting me.

There was a monster in me trying to break free.

I stopped screaming and started crying.

It felt so terrible I thought I was dying,

For eight years I was trapped, trapped in a cage.

This was the end . . . . . the end of rage.

I thanked the lord . . . for letting me be the one and only one of a kind me.

Poem 3

The sorrow you faced.

I saw you there with tears in your eyes I felt the pain all the pain of your cries.

I wanted to help but matters would be worse.

I prayed to god to free you of your curse.

I heard you cry the world is cruel.

The wolves howled at the full moon.

You prayed to the heavens as did I.

There was silence I couldn’t hear you cry.

We fell asleep I was woken up by the sun.

I felt at ease our hearts were one.

The curse was gone the lord has won.

I watched you sleep, the deed was done.

Poem 4

Good then bad

The day was beautiful the sky was blue the grass was green even you knew.

I looked up the sky lacked the sun the rain fell on my windows washing up my fun.

The thunder roared some hail fell.

All I could hear was the church bell.

The rain stopped the thunder seized.

I looked outside the sun was released.

Every day is good the sky is blue the grass is green as beautiful as you.  

    

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