False Perception – Liz Innocenzo We surrender our attention to movies and magazine Where we see perfect humans And we look in the mirror, We wonder, naively, why we are imperfect. Through diets, Heavy amounts of exercise And starvation, We burn ourselves out, Setting fire to that special sense of individuality. It is only until this fire leaves behind the ashes of wisdom, That we realize that these perfect humans, Simply, do not exist.
Spring – Luke Dickson Spring had just sprung in early March And the flowers were beginning to bud. Suddenly, the world came to a halt; The future - more mysterious than ever. Learning was paused, sports were no longer And the only place always open was the Grocery store. The world was as loud as a whisper. Masks stopped us from breathing the Fresh air. The people of the world, their Personalities grey and hidden. The new life Brought by spring was no more. Summer came and tensions rose. The world lost its breath. People filled the streets in search of answers. Violence and Fire took the only store that was always open and Left nothing but the floor. The months that came next were Especially difficult. Unrest and slander Between two parties caused outrage. The world had been hurt, our country, Beaten and sore.
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