Whirlwind 2021

Whirlwind
Sneaker ~Abuzar W.
Childhood Memories
We ran down the streets and played ball and bat
As we grow older, we stay more indoors
Glued to phones and getting more and more fat
We played tag in our house breaking some doors
My Lovely Bike
My bike, my lovely bike, it is the best.
I’d rather ride it than go on a hike.
I feel alive. It brings warmth to my chest.
My bike is the one thing I really like.
We thought Santa would give us some presents
Until we found wrappers in the closet
The world is naughty and filled with peasants
Our gifts just bought from our parents’ profit
We had a lot of Legos in our room
We made some action films with all those toys
But now they will be all donated soon
Now I burn my eyes on screens like all boys
The sound of its pedals, sound of the gears.
Oh, how glad I am to have it here, now.
If it wasn’t here, I would disappear.
When will I ride my bike again? Where? How?
My bike brings me so much cheer, an escape
From homework, chores, so I don’t go berserk.
My happy place where there’s no work to chase.
A day on my bike is solace, my perk.
I really wish I could go back in time
Back when I was very happy and fine
~Veeraj N.
I go in for the night, the day done
I dream of my bike, and my freedom won.
~Christian M.
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