With Love

This is for my big project of the school year that is worth 900 points. We have to write a bajillion different things in different styles and this is one of the two orginal poems I had to write. I also had to do an analysis of it :( Buttttttttt, I really like it :)


She closes the blinds
known as her eyelids,
shutting out the world
that surrounds her.

Imagining a place
that is nothing but bliss.
As calm as the fresh waters
flowing through a spring.

Where peace is a given
and the trees do the hugging,
for they have no fear
of the death a chainsaw brings.

Where the birds sing lullabies
and the animals laugh.
Where there is no such thing
as that monster called violence.

The pitter-patter of rain
sings you sleep.
Education is no longer a priviledge,
but something everyone gets.

Where a gun is a myth
known only in stories,
no more real than a dragon
blowing fire on its enemies.

Where death is something
in the distant future
that won't happen until
you are old and ready.

But this place is not real,
it is no more than a dream.
The water of the spring
is rough and deadly.

The trees need hugging
because they are dying,
although not enough people
seem to care.

The birds are screaming
with their caws
and the animals are crying
as they are killed for meat.

The rain is pouring
keeping you awake,
and only some get the education
they really, truly need.

A gun is a murderer
used every day in not just war,
but also in neighborhoods,
where a bang is heard from down the street.

Death is something
we all learn to fear
because plenty of people are dying
too young, far too young.

This worlds we live in
is full of bad
and we need to end it
with love.