Finders Keepers

by Annabelle Fuller aged 14

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Finders Keepers

Guess what? I found your bike.
It’s my bike now.
Finders keepers, rich boy.
Anyway, I need your bike more than you do.
If I don’t have a bike I can’t get to school in the morning
without being mugged for money.
My new bike is the lifeline that lets me learn
Without being attacked on the way to school.
If I lost my bike I would lose my life.
That’s why I had to take your bike,
Because you have another one
Because you’re a rich boy.
I’m a poor boy with nothing to live for
Apart from not dying.
I live in a slum and I don’t care.
I have no possessions, but I don’t care.
If I didn’t have a bike I wouldn’t care either because I would be dead.
But I do have a bike so I do care.
You have plenty of bikes and you don’t care.
So think about your bike,
Care for it, look after it.
Don’t lose it! Don’t lose your bike! Don’t lose your head!
(Just because I found your bike doesn’t mean you lost it.)
I never lose. I find, find things, find out things, collect, store.
Because I don’t want to lose.
I want to win, win by finding out what it takes to learn
and love and live the life of a lowlife without losing my mind.

3 Responses to “Finders Keepers”

  • Bella

    This is very long but very good I would like to hear another poem of yours very likely
    Bella

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  • Annabelle Fuller

    Thanks very much Bella and Emily, hopefully my work will be displayed more often on other sites too. I’m on the Young Poets’ Network New Writing section a few imps of you’d like to have a look.

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