We were the last two we thought; anyway this was my guess.
We had both looked for days. His name was Mr. Dan Wess.
He was much older than me, and suggested we get a canoe.
I thought it a good idea; since it was only us two.
We loaded it with food, but it was too heavy to go.
So we had to toss out some stuff, as you probably know.
We steered that canoe through town after town.
There truly were no other inhabitants anywhere around.
Let’s keep steering south, he suggested with power.
I was not against it, but I needed a pretty good shower.
So we stopped long enough to have a dinner and a bath.
We commandeered a kitchen, and made a pretty good path.
Shall we leave a note in case there are any other survivors?
I looked at him closely. Was he one of the evil connivers?
Could I trust this guy? This stranger? This weird little man?
We traveled to the end of the world, me and this Dan.
Categories:
wess, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Now is raining.
Now am eating headbone and it also great sorrow.
As this rain is destroying this whole road.
Because on this road, there is no brige and dike.
That is why this water get angry.
Now i realised that is not about this is a cruel rain.
Am certaintly know that am a barbarious.
Why am i still keeping saying if, if wont work at all.
Why am i still thinking about, why i did not thought about before.
Why am i still making things matter wess.
Why am i not thinking about a solution.
I was using stick because i was blind.
Now am no longer be blind, so why am still using this stick?
So now i have a tongue, so i can feel all teste.
Now my eyes are open, no more use locust eyes.
I wont start a fresh, as no miracle can bring me back to be young again.
But now am certainly know that young had leant.
Because people called people by other people
That is why mistake called lesson.
Now i undertand that unpreparation life is disaster.
poem by munyai ndidzulafhi patric
Categories:
wess, education,
Form: ABC
I know i did the mess
Many times,
I remember that our love was less
And not easy to realise sometimes,
Come back to us, i promise God will bless
Our good and bad times,
Hope you still recalls my address
That you visited that times,
It's still shines as bright in my mind that dress
I saw each day during our great times,
Sorry if i remind and the stress,
I did you pain, please don't think of those times,
Aim it is but not to make things wess
But to bring those me and you times,
Come back to us,
We need those times.
Categories:
wess, best friend, dream, for
Form: Rhyme