A Patterned Language!
Poems
Put Your Gun Down by Saranya Bhattacharjya, Age 10
Put your gun down
Did you see them begging you that they want to live
All they wanted was to go school learn to how to read, write,share and give.
Don’t you know we all come from the same divine
All the Gods are the same
They just have a different name
If religion teaches you to kill
Then we don’t want to be a part of that ugly thrill
We will fight for a world thats free of hatred
Where people don’t kill
And call it God’s will.
Let us live, breathe and run free
Stop now and put your gun down
Because people who are brave
Would never put a child in a grave
Poem By Kyra Chabbra, Age 9
I Do Care!!!I made a difference by going in carpool to school,,And in winters never to fill my pool!I made a difference by growing a lot of trees,,Instead of using the a.c I let in the breeze!In the cold I never On my heater and freeze,,And made a promise to never tease!I can make a difference by giving my old things,,And not to eat my favourite chicken wings!!I made a difference by not killing Honeybees,And put my hand whenever I Sneeze!!
Poem by Sisters Aadya and Nadya Narain
The man who sang
As the people gathered in a crowd,
They could hear a voice clear and loud.
It was Billy Sheepy who sang,
In every ear his voice rang.
Never had they heard a voice so shrill,
Not even the famous singer Gill.
When he was done everyone was glad,
The performance had made the crowd mad.
Billy Sheepy had a frown,
He had expected applause and a crown.
He went out of business after this show,
The reason for this he did not know.
By-Aadya & Nadia Narain