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When I | a poem of appearances versus realities

June 16, 2016
By transpiringbird BRONZE, Tipp City, Ohio
transpiringbird BRONZE, Tipp City, Ohio
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When I jump I jump to touch the sky,
when I jump I grow wings and race the wind
When I sit, I sit as a queen,
with a smile on my lips
and my head held up high,
when I see birds chirping
I don't just hear them sing,
I sing with them,
I join  in their sweet song,
no matter how I sound,
I participate because I can,
because I have a voice,
no matter how small it is,
I can use it,
to sing,
to take a stand,
to praise,
to protest,
When I see that schoolgirl run,
I watch her heels kicking up dust and see her backpack transform
into a brilliantly bright jet-pack fueled with knowledge that will take her places,
whether that is Home, Harvard, or Hogwarts,
she is going places,
no matter what anyone says,
and she has the fiery spirit to prove it.
You may just see a girl jumping in the air,
or singing off key with a flock of birds,
or sitting on a park bench with her umbrella held like a scepter,
or a girl furiously running just to arrive at school on time,
but I see more,
so much more.


The author's comments:

I wanted to write a poem to empower girls to stand up for themselves and really stir in them a desire to learn, regardless of anybody's opinion.


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