Photo by: Great Beyond
In the mist of the night,
I zoned to sleep.
An antelope, very fleet,
at tremendous speed
crashed through my body
into my heart
to ram and break
or carry away
those bad things breaking my heart.
It runs away
then comes back like a
magnet pulling and pushing.
The antelope travels up my bloodstream
to my brain, and it
rams and breaks
or carries away
those bad memories
breaking my brain.
It runs away
then comes back
like a magnet pulling and
pushing.
The antelope slides down
to my right foot, and it
rams and breaks
or carries away
those bad kicks
breaking my feet.
It never gets tired,
running around,
doing its job
to make me better.
By Rohan, 3rd grade
Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Windell Gradiz, an 8th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston. Faculty is John Latchett, Math Teacher. The background music is “Digya,” by Kevin MacCleod. Produced by Susan Phillips.
Poem a Day is made possible in part by H-E-B Tournament of Champions, Copy.com, The City of Houston through the Houston Arts Alliance, Texas Commission on the Arts, and KPFT 90.1.