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Our family used to live in Illinois. I was 5years old and I could
not speak Japanese at all. I was filled with fear when I heard we were
going to Japan. I thought I had to meet Big Bird in The Sesame Street,
but I could not ask my parents such a thing, because they were always
busy and they would be mad at me.
I wrote about a family trip before we went back to Japan. We
stopped by Michigan Lake. My father got angry at my second oldest
brother and me. I cant remember the reason why it happened. The
gray sky and the lake were like a prologue of my blue childhood.
a cat sitting
in the front of the man
reached its head
and swallowed the small body,
waiting for the next,
countless lives swimming
next to them,
the goldfishes could not see
where they would be,
but the cat and the man
knew their routine
darn well,
I dont know how often
this ceremony was held by them,
reflection of lives in the back,
a dead colored dot on the ground,
A frozen time held me to not move,
I, 6 years old, watching and stunned.
a cat sitting
in the front of the man
reached its head
and swallowed the small
body,
waiting for the next,
A black shadow comes to her and the shadow yells at her. Come to the
office! Her face is down and she drugs herself to the office. She knows what
will happen there. The black shadow shreds her for joy. She does not know
why such a thing happens to her. The shadow shoots her with non-stop
criticism every day.
Why? Why? Why is she?
This is her routine, every day. She tries to explain or answer, but the black
shadow does not give her a break. The black shadow wants to execute her.
The black shadow smiles when beats her. The black shadow satisfies when
her tears falls. Then, releases her. She comes back from the office. Her tears
are not dried yet.
Why? Why? Why is she?
She is in the office now. She know today is her last day, because she says so.
Lets roll! Another kind of shadow rubs hands together. Her execution
starts. She remembers the black shadow rattles on without pausing for break.
She is escorted to the door, and disappears. She does not see anybody at all
today.
Why? Why?
Why is she?
Conclusion
I revised my poems in many ways. I added pictures which I think
fit to each poem. I changed font, so each poem shows more personality. I
changed the paper color, so it will be easy to read. I noticed that I am
good at writing my experiences. I think this is my strength, and I can
be honest to the whole world.
Work Citation
Icke, David. "THe Raptilian Brain." The Reptilian Brain. Web. 2 May 2015.
<http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/sumer_anunnaki/reptiles/reptiles14.htm>.