The beginning of anything is supposed to be good, the beginning or life, the first day of school, etcetera, etcetera. I never understood this, my beginning wasn't good, it wasn't celebrated, in fact it was considered a curse that I was born. It really wasn't my fault, I didn't want to be a pariah, wanted by no one. Nothing's ever been what I wanted though, I guess that's why I'm here, in the orphanage, again.
I roll by wheelchair closer to the window to peer out, the other children are playing around in the yard area. I used to envy them, their strong capable legs propelling them around, they make fun of me, laugh at my chair, even these children, who are also orphans treat be like a pariah.
I've learned to evanescence, to gradually and quietly disappear, to ignore their words, their looks of disgust or pity. I don't want to be noticed, it's hard to go unnoticed in a wheel chair, but I've learned just the right technique. I've learned I don't need anyone, I will sing my silent song alone, I am dragon hearted, brave, strong. I need no one to lean on, I will stay strong, no one can break me, I have no fear, dragon's have no fear, they are brave and strong, that is who I am.
I roll away from the window, I don't need to watch them, I don't need any distractions or my will might waiver. Carefully I slid forward so my feet touch the floor, my hands clutch the sides of the chair, my arms tense as I try to push myself to my feet, I am strong, I have the heart of a dragon. I may be a pariah, but soon I will no longer have to hide, my song will no longer be silent, for I will walk. I straighten my shaking legs, my hands gripping the wheel chair still.
The beginning of anything starts with one step.
Oooooo, I like that. :) Very nice, Honor. Thanks again for entering.
((Can this be judged soon? I think I'll try to enter one mor ework, just let me think it up...))
((If I can enter another peice that is.))
Is this contest still open? I don't really care... ;) I'm gonna write a poem, ok? Yeah. :) Brace yourselves... xD
The girl lying there,
she was once a pariah,
she just wanted to be a star,
just like Mariah.
But they pushed her down,
and she tried to be tough,
the perfect dragon-hearted girl,
but it turned out the others could be rough.
She said, "This could be the beginning,
the beginning of anything."
But oh, she was so naive,
knowing it wasn't true, deep in her being.
So her heart gave out.
She showed less and less soul each day.
Her spirit evanesced each time you'd go to see her.
It seemed like she just went away...
That day, her silent song spoke volumes,
as her bony body began to decay
from the toxins she placed within
and everyone started to pray.
For in the hospital, they found out,
her suicide was successful in the end.
Her family knew there would be a hole
that no living person could mend.
Okay so what did you think? I hope it was good. :)
how long will this contest be open?
This is still open. :) I am waiting until I get 10-15 works. You can submit more than one, but you can only win one place. So if you have, let's say 3 peices submitted your chances of winning are probably higher but you can't win 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place. :)
PoeticDeath it was very poetic. ;) I liked it very nice. :)
Changes, that the beginning of anything brings, changes. The society began with making small changes. They said they were making us safer, making sure we didn't hurt each other or ourselves. I knew their silent song though, the underlying message they were sending. They wanted control, they wanted everyone to follow them blindly and they knew people would.
Our Leaders insisted they were doing what was best. They promised to take care of the people, to make sure no one went with out comfort and safety. They told the people what they wanted to hear. Anybody who disagreed with them was made an outcast, a Pariah. Shunned by society hunted by the authorities. To their families the Pariah are dead, they pretend that they never existed because t doesn't fit in their perfect world.
Security, people love security, they want to feel safe. Personal freedom started to evanescence, people didn't see it coming and now they don't see what they've become. No one understands what has happened, they all have been blinded by the Society's rues and regulations. No one can see past the smoke shields put up by our Leaders. They see what they are told to see, say what they told to say, do what they are told to do. The people have lost their humanity, they have become robots, slaves to the system.
I am dragon hearted, I stand against the wave of sameness. I fight it, I will not become like the others. Right now I am a Pariah, people avoid me. I am a threat to their safe world, I speak the truth and not the lies they want to hear. I am avoided and ignored by the people. Hunted and tracked by the authorities. To my family I am dead, no I am worse then dead in their minds I never existed.
I know I will be caught one day, but that doesn't matter I have planted a seed. The people might not now it yet but I have planted the seed of rebellion, the silent song of freedom is growing the youngest hearts of the society. This is my cause.
I hear the Society police breaking down my door. I am not afraid though, for I am dragon hearted. I am brave because I know I will die with a free mind, I will not bow nor will I yield. They will try to make an example of me, I will not bend to their, I will not speak lies to save myself.
Good bye dear reader, my time has come, choose carefully who you believe and who your serve never let your own beliefs evanescence from you!
Today I am a Pariah tomorrow I will be a maryr for cause not yet risen.
((Here's my other work.))
THANK YOU! I've never done a poem like that, with word prompts. :) I'm really glad it didn't suck badly. I hope you can post more contests like this; it really sparks my imagination. :)
You're welcome. ^__^ And I ment it. I would like to make more contests like this, but people kinda just stopped submitting to them.
If you're interested there is one more open (2nd 5 Word Contest). It is just like this one except they have different words. :)
Good, Honor! Thanks!! :D
"As it is,
with the beginning of anything,
you must start with an end."
Her voice fades
her heartbeat quickens
fast like a demon,
fast like a fairy-tale -
Her insides beat
a silent song
only I can hear.
And what beginning
is it, this?
Beloved to pariah?
Empty to whole or
It is, alas, an
She has captured me
and will not
be persuaded to