Category: 2017-18 Submissions

2017-18 submissions

Bat Mitzvah Day

Years of preperation,
For this big final step,
Becoming a Jewish woman,
Childhood to rest.

Song after song,
prayer after prayer,
I can feel the tension,
rising in the air.

I read from the Torah
Excitement on the rise,
I’m a woman already,
I can feel it inside!

My heart skips a beat
as I say the last words,
and pass over to adulthood,
a whole brand new world.

The service is closed,
There are hugs all around,
All of me is smiling,
From my head to my gown!

There is food, there is laughter,
There are presents galore,
And I finally realize,
I’m not a kid anymore.

Murchison

8

Life in Poverty

No food, no money, Poverty.
May have to steal to eat, honestly.
Go down the street and you’ll find me, trying to
find a snack on the side street.
No home, no friends, no shoes,
Everyday you’re alive you’re in the blues,
Wonder what to do with life, got no clues
Need a friend no one seems to understand.
Loneliness and homelessness don’t go together
well at least not without a hand.

Murchison

8

M.A.R

She never smiled, yet she was always happy.
She never laughed, yet she cried tears from laughter.
She never said nice things, yet she meant them with all their heart.

She danced, yet she never stood on her own feet.
She prayed every night, yet never believed.
She was strong, yet oh so weak.

She never spoke, yet she said a million words.
She seemed put together, yet she was so broken.
She was hurt, yet never damaged.

She left without saying goodby, yet it felt like she said it too many times.
She was my everything, yet so quickly she became nothing.
She was the son to my father’s solar system, yet she burned out.

She is finally happy, but now we are broken.
She has finally stopped crying, but now we carry her tears.
She is finally a caring soul, but now we’ve become bitter.

She has finally become strong, but we’ve become weak in her place.
She finally believes, but we’ve lost all hope.
Now she is dancing with angels as we wait to perish.

Be free now.
Sing the song of freedom.
Be where there is no pain.

Cheater Cheater

Don’t you get that feeling
Knowing that it’s right there
Knowing that there is an easy way out
Knowing that yours is wrong?

You can look over and be done with it
It’s as simple as that
The answers are all there
It can be finished

But what if they know
What if they find out
What if they punish you
What if they fail you?

They will know you as a faker
They will call you cheater cheater

Murchison

8

Music

Friends will break your heart
But music won’t talk
Memories fade
A recording is forever
We all die and be forgotten
But a singer lives through fame and voice

The notes are art
In the form of a tone
A delicate flower that can be forever
Or just in the moment

Music can cause fear
Or take it away
Make the voices stop
And the good ones will stay
Be alone in the dark
Or surrounded by friends

You can make it your own
Or sing along
Let the voices go
And hope we don’t fall

Don’t let go
Just listen for a tune
They might not be there for you
But the music will

Murchison

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