your vision, your voice
A
I walked into the room
Like I came back from the moon
I didn’t get a B or a C or an F on the test
I am the best
I was so happy I could jump into space
Or run an Olympic race
I felt like jumping on a chair
And roaring like a bear
A 100,000 guys couldn’t stop me
Because I didn’t get a C.
Gorzycki Middle School
7
You can stay on a path and never look back even though there’s nothing.
You can give up before an ending.
You can start and win for the first time.
You can get a game over.
Maybe you aren’t good enough.
Maybe other people are simply better.
Or they have more experience than you.
Anyone can get better but what’s the cost?
Even with all of these factors, people will always dream.
And people will always achieve their dreams.
Gorzycki Middle School
7
Winning
What is it for
What does it mean?
What is the purpose?
Does it even matter
Who wins or loses?
In war winning is killing others
In games winning is knocking others down
So why do we do it?
It’s as harsh as an eagle kicking its chicks out of the nest
Why do we have “winners”
And “losers”
In the end isn’t everyone a winner?
At at least something?
Do we get joy out of winning?
Or is it just the feeling of triumph over others?
Seriously what does it mean?
If we only had winners and losers then would the world just go
Win
Win
Win
Lose
Win
Lose
Lose
???
I just don’t see the point of having to say someone wins
And someone possibly dies…
Gorzycki Middle School
7
Cacti Love Winter
It’s their break from posing all the time
Posing for pictures
For postcards
And even the occasional western movie set
It hard to stand still that long
I mean you try standing still in a weird pose for over eight HOURS
While Plants grow on you
And lizardsssss crawl up you
It’s the worst
But during winter, Cacti have all the fun
They kick up their non-existent feet
And they watch tumbleweeds blow by
And play their trumpets
As clouds FLY by
They say goodbye to sorrows
And dance like trees on windy day
Cacti take long naps
They talk about their friends who live in pots and greenhouses
And how they have it made for them.
Cacti can crack open imaginary Diet cokes
Cacti can sleep the days away
And cherish every cold breeze
Of their cold break
For Cacti winter is their
Long
lllooonnnng
Deserved break
Gorzycki Middle School
7
I look up when I play,
Only to see how beatiful you are,
And hope you know your meaning to my life
The sounds you make are the most beautiful I know
Oh trumpet,
Without you I would be lost
I was lost before you found me
When you found me,
You took me in
And brought me deep into this musical world
And showed me what its like to be a musician
Whether its a good day or a bad day
I can look to you to make it good or better
So thank you, I love you
Gorzycki Middle School
7
I could tell you that life is easy.
I could also tell you that life is rough,
That you won’t see something’s coming.
But whether you believe me or not,
All depends on how far you’ve traveled.
If you still sit in the backseat,
If you are still sheltered behind closed doors,
And tinted windows
You may think life is easy.
But as you move up in the car,
The windows start to stare at you
And you stare back.
Some people
Choose to completely ignore the road ahead,
Distracted by everything around them.
Taking every chance they get to stop and stare.
But others
Are so focused on the road in front of them,
They never take the time to look around.
Ignoring all the roads they could’ve taken.
One day,
You will be in the front seat.
You will have to keep your eye on the road,
But you’ll also have to read the signs.
When you reach your last stop on the route,
Tell me
Was it worth it?
Was the journey better than the destination?
It all depends on what you
Believed.
Gorzycki Middle School
7
The day you are born your voice joins a choir of millions.
In a choir so full will your voice be heard?
As each voice joins the chorus grows stronger
The music an everlasting track.
The songs may repeat but they never grow dull
In the symphony that never ends will your voice be heard?
Or will it fade before ever really starting?
Or will your voice resonate loud and clear?
Will you be the melody or the harmony?
Will your voice be LOUD or quiet?
Will you strengthen the choir or be discordant sound among the rest?
Or maybe, just maybe you will rise up from the others.
Your voice would lead the choir!
Changing what might have been a cacophony to beauty
As long as you are still singing you can change the song
You could change the choir for the better
And make an impact that lasts forever.
Gorzycki Middle School
7
The fog rolled in
the breeze whipped around me
the leaves lashed through the wind
the branches roamed free
Yellow and red living around
orange falling from the trees
scattered all on the ground
everything blown by the breeze
A chill fills my body
I shiver in the cold night air
I think of hot tea
the sight makes me stare
Gorzycki
7
Honking cars, people talking, busy streets
And blaring music
As I scroll the car window down a fresh smell comes surfing towards me
The old and short, new and tall buildings tower over me
The sound of advertisers selling things runs over to my ear
I can see the mountains in the background
The beautiful and majestic mountains
that Watch over
Seoul
The animals I think of in the mountains are the
Wild
powerful
Tigers
The bingsu in the restaurants are to DIE for
The soft melting ice mixed with the syrup and the chopped
delicious
Fruit
The galbi frying on the stove sizzles like bacon on a pan
I remember all of these things during the airplane ride going
Back
HOME
I will always have SEOUL in my heart
Gorzycki Middle School
7
Love has choses you have to make
A,B,C,D
Which will be chosen
The process of thinking takes a toll on you
The toll is to much for you handle
You can’t stand on your own two feet
And if you make the wrong choice
You could fail.
The pressure is on you now
More and more questions
The more thinking you do the harder
It gets
Take your time and Slow down
Don’t rush
Test have choses you have to make
A,B,C,D
Gorzycki
7