Poetry Slam 2013
On February 12, WMSG students from both The VIEW Campus and THEARC Campus hosted the annual Poetry Slam, featuring notable and original works about our Core Values. While all the work was spectacular, here are some highlights:
My goal in life is to succeed
My plan in life is to be in the oval office seat
Me as your president
Can you believe
President. Christina Nicole
That is what you will be calling me
2036, vote for me
On the ballot I will be
85 to 15
Confidence is the key
And don’t doubt me
And while you’re out there buying sneakers and taking selfie flicks
Remember to vote for me in 2036
But I guess I’ll start in 2014
“History Making” (Excellence)
Wouldn’t it be great to know you made history?
Taniya, the first person to cure cancer
Or to find a hidden planet somewhere out there
Dr. C. won the Nobel Prize for curing cancer has a nice ring to it don’t you think?
Or I’m the youngest actor to ever live
I know that can’t really happen but dream big
Watch I’ll be the next person to make history in the Guinness Book of World Records
Dream big anything can happen!!
What is faith?
Is it praying from dawn to dusk?
Or is it giving blessings to those around us?
Is it about love?
Or is it about life?
Well, only you know the answer
Your faith broadcasts and pumps through your veins
Expressing itself more externally rather than internally
But how do you only know the answer?
Because faith is you.
A sheep of the pasture, a compassionate lamb
A vibrant rainbow of miracles ready to expand
You are the start of faith.
God has planted the seed in you
Because one day,
That seed will be miraculous and grow to be the heavens.
God will grin.
“The Knock” (Generosity)
I heard a knock hitting the door with rapid speed
I hid in my room to listen to what’s to come
There it was, it was happening,
They were arguing
All I could make out was someone asking “to sleep on the couch”
I knew my mom didn’t want them there because she said “you’re going to wake up my baby”
She didn’t know I was up,
But that day my mom let them in, no questions asked
I walked into the room
My mom looked appalled that I was up
The person said his name was Alonzo
“A Dystopian Society” (Peacemaking)
For 5 times a week, Mon-Fri,
I walk home from school, alone with the sky.
Though my community bustles with its strenuous muscles.
As I look to my right,
I spot a man who hustles.
For he made the wrong choice in price
To an upset customer, who doesn’t seem nice.
Suddenly, the crimson flies.
And I’m no longer alone with the skies
A screech on the pavement, the blue men fan,
And then there’s an engagement, of cuff and men
I continue to walk, and on a bench
I see an old man with a cigar stench
I try to go over, to curb his hunger,
But my kindness is met with a searing thunder
“Go away, I don’t need your foul heart”
And I’m met with projectiles as I began to part.
I run home and look out upon my windowsill,
And think to myself “not peaceful still.”