Competition Entry

Once,
A girl called Abi, went out with her dog,
They were playing fetch, and her dog brought back a red ball
But the ball they was playing with was green
So she shouted, “Tig (the name of her dog) this isn’t our ball,
Go get the green one.”
But someone had written on it ‘Help pl’ with a scribble at the end
Abi got scared and went home,
She was in the forest, so she took the collar of Tig
But with the same pen it said ‘HELP’

Abi ran but she heard a voice singing,
“HELP ISLA, HELP, IT’S ME, HEVA, SAVE ME!”

She hid in a broken tree house for a week
but… her dog ran away
She caught him while crying
The police followed her and took her home.

Years later she gave birth but a week after she died.
When her daughter was 12
She decided to name her self Heva
Since she never had a name.
A year passed and Heva made a doll that looked just like her mother.

A hundred years go by
and the doll is given to another little girl called Heva

But Abi controlled the doll
And she did not like little Heva,
So, she tried to kill her.
First she sat on top of a jar full of ashes
Then her dad died,
then her sister,
and then her.

So.
I guess it was scary?
I’ll tell you more
If you scream
HEVA ABI ISLA

In summer’s embrace, where dreams are spun,
Beneath the blaze of a golden sun,
I wander through fields of emerald green,
Lost in lucid dreams, serene.

The sky, a canvas, vast and blue,
Where wisps of clouds drift gently through,
And every breeze, a whispered rhyme,
Carries me to another time.

In dreams, the world is soft and bright,
Bathed in the glow of amber light,
Where every step is light and free,
A dance with endless possibility.

Lucid dreams in summery haze,
Unfold in endless, winding ways,
Each moment vivid, clear, and pure,
A journey through a heart’s allure.

The laughter of a distant stream,
Echoes softly in my dream,
I drink it in with every breath,
A symphony of life and death.

The scent of blossoms in the air,
Twines with the sun’s warm, gentle glare,
And in this dream, so real, so clear,
I find your presence, ever near.

Your smile, a beacon in the night,
Guides me with its tender light,
In lucid dreams, I touch your hand,
And walk with you through summer’s land.

As day gives way to twilight’s glow,
The dreams within me ebb and flow,
In summery weather, dreams ignite,
A world of wonder, pure delight.

Password is of eight words and so stranger,
But one is a good path while other danger.
Always think before you click,
Navigate the digital grid so slick.
Cyber security is a vital pick,
Shielding networks with technology’s trick.
Cyber crime is a major threat,
Attacks on data, a modern-day bet.
A pretender could make you cry,
When a skilled hacker, unseen, passes by.
Beware of stranger on the net,
Guard your data lest you regret.
Don’t let security sour,
Stay vigilant every hour.
When we stand wide and tall,
Together we never fall.

IRLAM is the best place ever!
don’t believe me?
Sure, once you read this your gonna BEG to come,
For starters:
I’m at IRLAM PRIMARY SCHOOL
So, when you come feel free to come say ”HELLO!”
My friends are all here
and they have written poems about IRLAM too!
Come say hello!

Manchester is my home
it’s where I fly my drone
and my friend made a clone
I got hit by a stone
that had been thrown
at my bone
I love eating scones
that I don’t own
My game was postponed
because it got hit by the drone
then my computer got blown
My voice has a certain tone
so I stand alone
at least my grass has grown
and still my bone
hurts from the stone
and I can’t get a loan
as I don’t have a phone

An angel lived among us,
a gift from God above…

Go team
you got dis
you’re making progress
you got this
go team, go team, go team

I made this poem for Mya
coz she does cheerleading

On Monday it was my birthday
I had to go to Mojos
but that didn’t stop me
from opening my presents

It was also young voices concert.
I went to school
and I was so excited to go to young voices

My Auntie was supposed to pick me up
but my mum did instead
because my Auntie couldn’t

When I got home I had more presents
then I went to sleep

I love you
and you love me
so would you like to be
my valentine on Valentine’s Day?

YES

Oh hip hip hooray!
I have a valentine for Valentine’s Day
Let’s celebrate… yay!

The next day…
It’s St Valentine’s Day
Now is the day we can celebrate

Out of all people, why me?
They said I should be white,
be five feet, the perfect height
but why can’t I be black and tall?

They said long blond is the way,
but why can’t I have short black hair today?
They said live long with beautiful blue eyes,
but brown, they would send you straight to die.

Out of all people, why me?
I was just a child trying to succeed,
but for my education, I had to plead
There’s 4% of me, and 82% of you, because that’s fair right?

They looked me up and down because of the colour of my skin,
knowing it was a terrible, unfair sin
Mothers and mathers, separating their children from me,
telling them, I was disgusting and mean.

Out of all people, why me?
Constantly being treated differently than others,
all I could do, was come home and cry under the covers
just because I’m black.

They told me to shower, scrub my skin,
just so I could fit in
They ask me, “What do you think about George Floyd?”
and with that, my heart created a huge void.

Out of all people, why me?
that could have been me,
under that cop’s knee
telling him, “I’m unable to breathe.”

Adults don’t teach their kids about racial reality,
but instead teach them to neutralise different sexuality
They say sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt us,
but I say sticks and stones may break my bones but words will always hurt us.

Out of all people, why me?
Ripples of heat overflowing my body,
They told me, “Sit down, have a cup of coffee.”
But if only I could.

I respect people have different sexualities,
but it really messes with my mentality
we fought and fought to have one month for our pain and suffering,
but the LGBTQ had theirs without toughening.

Out of all people, why me?
I pray, and I beg to my lord Jesus Christ,
to lead humanity into light,
but somehow no one seems to get it right.

I still have faith in humans,
thinking together we could find the conclusions
but what can black people actually do,
other than just sit there, and let our feelings brew.