Author: Gabriella L.

The sad clock

There’s only one room with some clocks
But only one person can find the lock.

When they find the lock
It opens with a knock.

And the walls
Are filled with clocks.

There’s only one
Of the best clocks.

In the room
of the clocks.

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Berkman Elementary

4

The way the birds sing
Through the wind and the rain
The way the deer run
Through the big and small
To the short and tall

Through warm and cold
Day and night
There the animals lay
Watching to catch their prey
Coming and going
Listening and watching
Just as humans do
Fighting and killing again and again

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Gorzycki middle school

7

I like the moon and stars
slowly floating high.
I like the sun
hanging in the sky.
But best of all I like the river,
flowing by and by.

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Magnolia Montessori for All

4

Thank you for music,
Thank you for stars,
Thank you for love,
Thank you for happy things,
I’ll cherish forever.

Thank you for peace,
For trees and for air,
For all the things
that make my life special.

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Walsh Middle School

6

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.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

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…

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Pearson Ranch Middle School

7

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.

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Austin Jewish Academy

5

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?

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Doss Elementary School

5

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.

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Walsh Middle School

6