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Immigrant Children

Immigrants are trying to get into Italy and other countries off the coast of the Mediterranean Sea.  Below is a poem of how a girl from Africa feels on the way to Italy. 

Salty clear drops

Run down my face

Mixing with sand

That is all over the place

 

There is no where to sit

Must stand for days

No food for hours

Not one of my lucky days

 

The wood rocks under my feet

Bracing myself for a terrible defeat

A long way to stand on this smelly boat

But I still have hope

 

As a child of eleven

All I want

Is a better life

For my friends and me

 

All I must go through

My life at stake

There is no way to know

If I will see land again

 

Hope is with us all

An adventure awaits

I will make it

To a better place

 

     Every one wants a better life at some point.  Even though we all want one, I think she needs it more than you and me.  Do you need a better life?  Before you answer are you willing to risk your life for it?  Well risking your life is a lot, but those immigrants are doing it, and are getting no where close to what you and me have already.  But a little to us, it is a lot to them.  So now answer. Do you think you need a better life?

Signed 

Sam

 

The Blurb Goes Green

You may have seen the recent color change for the Blurb.  This color change symbolizes our next project--raising awareness of the environmental problem and updating readers on steps taken worldwide to help this problem.  And what better day to kick it off than Earth Day?

We at the Blurb feel that Earth Day should be everyday, and encourage you to do the same.  This is also a chance to encourage all of your friends to be green!  Encourage them to check out the Blurb every day, and learn of the real environmental situation of America and the world.  In honor of Earth Day, I have written a poem:

Nature

 

The trees whispering,

The rain giggling,

And the birds gossiping and calling like unruly teens.

This is the lullaby of nature,

Ingrained through centuries to bring comfort,

To bring security,

And to bring calm.

Nature brings peace.

 

 

However, every year that we don't make a concious effort to preserve nature, more and more is destroyed, and we will eventually lose it.  On this Earth Day, and every day, make a concious effort to be green, and save the planet.

Signed,

The Blurb's Senior Assistant Editor in Chief

Blood Curdling

Bloodcurdling

It cannot breathe
It cannot love
It lives off of magic
It lives off of blood
It doesn't sympathize
It does not care
It will kill anyone, it will kill anywhere.
It does not share
It does not speak
All it does is eat, eat, eat.
With one mouth to chew your flesh
Another to suck your blood
And one more to capture your soul.
It has a heart of steel

It has a heart of coal.

Or maybe just one black hole.
It will give birth every thousand years
If it gets hungry, it’s goodbye to it's dears.
It stalks our grounds
It haunts our minds
We think it's unreal
But yet it feels so alive
And it is
It’s called the Xangreoachxis

Written by:  The Belgain Waffle

(Image credit:  MG 6696 by Somadijin, licensed Creative Commons:  Attribution)

Embraced in Weightless Delusion. . .

I am embraced in a weightless delusion .

Gliding through a caress of an electric blue

As exhilarating and passionate as the heavens above .

It seems as if I am floating on all the tears ever cried .

They grasp me in its formless presence

Dancing me through the rhythms of the tides .

But anger and violence roll over the solemn delusion .

T he earsplitting shrill of violent waves lash the shore

Spitting out the heat bundled up in this world .

Everyone hears the aggressiveness of the crash

But only run into this somber dimension in which I am seized

In a prison of sorrow forever……weeping instead of fighting .

They flow in, searching for peace

They are the lazy ocean clutching the scorching sand .

We all drown in the sea of  tears

Captive of a  ceasless and voiceless battle

Inmate s of evil and all its misery

Forever

Eternity awaits, my child

Because the violent waves were ignored

By:  The Writing Lunatic

(Image credit:  kevinrosseel_050308_049.jpg by Kevin Rosseel, licensed Creative Commons:  Attribution)