There are seven
Continents
First it’s North and South America
Next, I went to this place and your
Friend said – Europe
After Africa, later every time
I show my Kangaroo named Stralia
They’ll say Australia,
Next Asia
After that Antarctica
It’s only ice
These poems aren’t coming through, Mark.
Possibly because you’re using emoticons.
The loud roar of thunder
Rings in my ears
A jolt of electricity
Comes hurtling down from the sky
I lay shivering under my covers
Scared of the loud noises
Another bang
Slowly, I swing my feet off the bed
And walk towards the window
The clouds are crackling angrily
Electricity sparkling off them
Stormy and dark
But the lightning makes it brighter
Flickering into existence
Only to disappear a second later
I stand, hypnotized
Mesmerized by the sight
All fear forgotten
And from that day
I know
Never to fear thunder storms
She is steel
She walks with her head held high
I watch her run
Her stamina is steel
Her confidence unwavering
Her eyes revealing nothing
They hold my gaze
I don’t look away
Although her steely expression
Along with her icy cold eyes
Are enough to pierce anybody
Enough to have them terrified
But blazing passion burns inside me
I have infinite fuel
For the fire that is set ablaze
Inside my heart
And only my fire can soften the steel
Burn through the icy mask
She looks perplexed
The first emotion she’s shown in years
I hug her
My fire warms her
It melts through the armor of steel
Which she wears around her heart
The reflection of myself in
The water was as smooth as
The reflection in a mirror.
I get distracted by it.
As I look at the water I
See fish. They are swimming
Around. Together, they are
As big as a whale shark.
They swim in the pond and
When someone drops fish-food
In, they run towards the food
And all eat equal portions.
They become happy with
The food, and continue swimming
As one.
I sit by the road
But I am always being ignored.
I always ask for something
But I get nothing.
Will this slum never change
Before I die?
Will I get a chance
To see my chidren,
With a better future?
I feel so dull,
I see the birds
Who fly away,
I see small girls
Who go to school.
My home is so smelly
And so unclean
And full of dust,
Everything is rotten and rusty.
I have nothing to eat,
Nothing new to wear,
And nowhere to go.
When will my life change
Into a luxurious life?
But living as a poor man is better,
For if I am rich
I shall be greedy for more and more,
and shall never be satisfied
Every man shall not be satisfied for ever,
For life is not a bed of roses
But of thorns!
Hi, I’m Mark
and I’ll teach all about Africa
First Africa is a continent
A continent is a place with countries
Africa has more countries than Europe
Africa has 55 countries
It is super hot there
Let’s dare to name some countries in Africa
Okay, let’s go
Morocco, Niger, Nigeria, Chad and Swaziland
He runs around with his little legs,
Prancing around in the shards of grass,
His tiny ears flapping around,
His feet can’t keep up,
He face plants the ground!
The sun is shining through the window,
He falls asleep as soon as he can,
Brown and white,
He loves to dig,
He has a speckled nose,
He likes to lick!