cricket | Teen Ink

cricket

May 6, 2021
By mollyymartiinez BRONZE, River Ridge, Louisiana
mollyymartiinez BRONZE, River Ridge, Louisiana
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Sitting next to my window, listening to the loud crickets chirp,

 I think about what it would be like to see the world today, from the top of a  tree. 

Above the pollution, hate, violence,
like a cricket, I’ll be.  

To watch cars run red lights or crimes being committed.

To see people in fights or the innocent being omitted.. 

I could never sit and stare 

Watching people breathe in the toxic air

Or listen to the news on “who will lose against who”

Positivity and love is something that we all should admire

Not only should we hope it’s something we must acquire.

I can stand up for what's right, and be someone’s shining knight

So I can see kids make it to the other side of the street

And the innocent man get out free.

The racist, sexist, ignorant punished and taught what is right

And friends getting along without putting up a fight.   

For being a cricket is too hard to do

Because I am a women who should, and will, stand up for you.       


The author's comments:

this is a poem I started in eigth grade that im not sure what it meant to me, but this year as a sophomore I finsihed it and it meant something special to me. It was a call to service during such a time of violence and hate. 


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.