Month: January 2019

My Home

It’s my home, it’s land,
It’s water and it’s sand.
It’s is my life, it’s my pride,
With Muslims side by side.
From naturally flowing fountains,
To high ranging mountains.
Pakistan is a terrorist,
That is what the the world names us.
IT’S NOT TRUE!
You have never been there,
Not breathed in its lovely air.
Try to understand,
It’s a paradise, not a simple piece of land.

Gorzycki Middle School

7

Truth

I am gauged by scale,
But weigh nothing.
Who am I?
You avoid me
But once I strike
You cannot let go.
Who am I?
You cannot see me,
But I am everywhere.
Who am I?
I am lighter than a feather
But when you disown me
I way you down.
Who am I?
I don’t have a color,
But I am a dark secret in some.
Who am I?
I am…

Pearson Ranch Middle School

7

Gun Rights

October 27th, 2018.
A man walks angrily into a Jewish synagogue in Pittsburgh.
Then
there was a mass shooting.
Families are broken.
It was with an automatic rifle.
School shootings in Sandy Hook,
School shootings in Florida,
Even School shootings here in Texas…
and the people who did it also used an AR.
Why are people using assault rifles (AR) for bad things?
There are lots of reasons why people hurt others…
but
why
does the government allow this to happen?
I do not think anyone will use an AR for self-defense…
it will destroy everything in the area.
I think
the government should ban automatic rifles from being used.
They rip apart bodies like a war,

they destroy the family like a beast…

they rip out souls like a reaper.
Think about it…
an 18-year-old,
with a clean record,
can buy a gun for as low as 50 dollars
And then walk out of the store
and then go to Starbucks holding a huge semi-automatic gun
and go start a shooting….
it doesn’t seem to make sense…
like love….
complicated and confusing sometimes…
I wish…
guns would stop ripping families apart…
I wish
the government would stop this…
I wish
world wars would be fought with sticks and stones,
instead of guns breaking bones,
hurting people and killing innocent children.
I feel that I’m lucky,
guns haven’t destroyed my family…
killed people I love…
hurting those I love….
I WISH
GUNS
WERE NO MORE.

Austin Jewish Academy

5

The Price of the US

Palm trees and beaches
Deserts to spare
Mountains as high as you can dream
But the secret inside
Is too much to hide
A country divided
A country un-United
Once we could soar SO high our worries would float away
But now so much more
So much unwanted, undivided attention
Now you see it isn’t the same
One man came along thinking it was all just a game
The price we must pay for his mistakes
Is too much to bear, too much to pay
Now more than ever it’s time to change
Is it too late or do we have time to change our fate?

Doss Elementary School

5

A Christmas Catastrophe

We were by the big Christmas tree,
Me and my dear family.
A knock at the door,
At twelve fifty-four,
On the great night of Christmas Eve.

I couldn’t believe my two eyes,
It was truly a nice surprise,
To look out the door,
And see no one more…
Santa Claus himself in the sky!

We looked down and saw a gift box,
The size of a small baby fox.
We looked up then fast,
And we saw at last,
Old Nick’s bag didn’t have locks!

We got in the car really fast,
All the other cars seen were passed.
For we knew that the,
‘18 Christmas Eve,
Would get ruined if we were last.

The label said “Johnny Tweet”,
Who lives on the end of the street,
Looks after bird eggs,
And their tiny bird legs,
Without gifts his day is not neat!

We got to his house before Nick,
I gave the present a kick.
It went in the big sack,
Nick looked over his back,
And left with the reindeer’s click

We went back home quietly
Me and my dear family
We silently swore,
To say nothing more
And enjoy Christmas Eve.

Walsh Middle School

6

Drip, Drip, Drip

Drip , Drip, Drip
Death
One last breath
Light
So so bright
Heart
Its one whole part
Drop
You stop
Still
All it takes is one pill
Blood
It starts a flood
Drowning
You hear pounding
A tear
Right here
Steal
It takes so long to heal
Sad
You through away all that we had
You use to be so bright
Like a sunflower in the light
But know your cold hearted
And we have parted

Gorzycki Middle School

7

Basketball Passion

Basketball Passion

I have the game in slow motion,
Looking down the court,
I see the clock ticking down,
This is my time to shine,

Have you ever had a moment where you know you can shine,
Have you ever had a time where you think you can fly,
Whenever you have that slow forgiving moment where you can shine,
Take the shot, go big or go home,

You will be dribbling and getting that ball that is hope taken away,
You have to chase after your hope and dreams,
This is your ball, this is your hope, not anyone else’s,

If your not going to live life to the fullest, then what’s the point in living,
If every shot and dribble isn’t with passion, then what’s the point in playing,

Ball till you fall, or don’t do it at all.

Gorzycki Middle School

7

Randomness

I have to write
A poem for class
And i’m not very bright
But I wanna pass

I took a nap
On a pillow
With a dog on my lap
Sleeping like an armadillo

I like bacon
The best food ever
But don’t be mistaken
I’ll take yours forever

I want to go home
I’m at school
But I live in Rome
And that’s kinda cool

I like big bird
And barney
I also heard
He stepped on Arnie

I ate a pencil
It tasted nice
The best utensil
Like chocolate dice

I’m running out of topics
I guess I should stop
I like comics
So I bought a mop

Gorzycki Middle School

7