Words By Isha of Kealing Middle School • Apr 18, 2017 TweetShareGoogle+Email Sometimes Life isn’t fair It was proven to me He didn’t deserve it No, None of them did And me, I was saved By words Tags: National Poetry MonthTweetShareGoogle+Email Related Content A Forgotten Home By Noemy of Fulmore Middle School • Apr 18, 2017 Read by Zell Miller III We came to a stop, the door opened and a thick air filled the car and creeped into my lungs. I cough and sniffle, dirt covers my face. as we walk down the streets of red, orange, blue and green houses, mix matched tall and short, big and small made of twig, cement or bricks. Fruit stands, carts selling make-up, tacos and aguas frescas line the block and barefooted children run everywhere asking for food or money. I can feel the warmth in every step I take to get to my grandma’s house. I hear “bien” and “còmo estas,” a language that almost sounds foreign now and I realize: I’ve missed this place, my home. Ledges By Vivian of Kealing Middle School • Apr 18, 2017 Read by Carrie Fountain I jumped off a ledge once Into the water It took me about half an hour to work up the courage I realized afterwards That it all happens very fast But when you jump from high enough, Your heart flies And your stomach drops And you can feel the wind wash you And then you are in the water The bottom of the lake was like a marshmallow covered in moss I stayed under for a bit Then shot to the top with traces of suspense in my heart Once You’ll Never Walk Alone By Jakob of Fulmore Middle School • Apr 14, 2017 Read by Rabbi Neil Blumofe The hum of excitement, The tense moments before the kickoff, The game starts and you’re sitting In the stands but you feel The movements of every player, All our preconceived ideas about each other Become non-existent As you meld with the crowd, The singing, the jeering, the roar When your side scores a goal— There is no class distinction Or racial divide when your team Takes a shot-- a blissful silence As the ball hits the back of the net And the crowd erupts in a deafening boom, But once that final buzzer sounds, Whether you won or not, You’ll never walk alone.