Inspired by Rainbow Connection November 18, 2020
What’s on the other side of suffering?
How do we hold hope
when our hands are tired
and our hearts are broken
when we feel misunderstood
judged
carrying the burden of someone else’s ignorance
what can be seen when you look up ahead
do you see the light
do you feel it
are you scared to take a step
I am too
but we see it
we know it’s there
the energy pulls us forward
first hands
arms
heart and feet
now steady
electrified
with the star brilliant light
guiding us
pretending to be the nightsky – Lori Lux Fearless Writers Intern 2020 – 2021
Inspired by Pocketful of Sunshine
November 14, 2020
Let’s walk to the edge of the forest
I know it’s dark out here
follow me
there is a golden path
deep among the trees
that will pull us in
will draw out the light
and shine upon our faces
then let’s gather it up
take it along
and spread it behind
leaving stepping stones of light
for others to follow – Lori Lux – Fearless Writers Intern 2020 – 2021
Inspired by Countee Cullen “Rendevous”
November 11, 2020
As a human thinketh
Be as one in your mind with a positive mindset. Go beyond the clouds, strive to be the best, believe that all things can be done through Christ that strengthens you. As a human thinketh in their heart, so are they. Meaning a human being is literally what they think they are because of their thoughts. Amariano Williams Rogers High School 2020-2021
Discrimination
The world would be perfect without discrimination. If people weren’t always judging others I think that discrimination has a major effect on humans. Discrimination is a negative way to bring down on a person’s way of looking at themselves. If people begin uplifting each other than everyone wouldn’t need to worry about discrimination. Amariano Williams Rogers High School 2020-2021
youth is speeding past me
quicker with each white hair
that sprouts on my head
I’m not ready
and yet
I’ve always been an old soul
one who prefers a quiet solitude
to trampoline jumps and squeals
I worry about dying
I’m not ready
and yet
each day I age
there is no fountain of youth
but remember that life is a rendezvous
I tell myself
and I’ve got somewhere to be – Lori Lux Fearless Writers Intern 2020 – 2021
Inspired by Eckhart Tolle
November 21, 2020
Close your eyes
settle your feet on the ground
and straighten your spine
lift your face to the source of light near you
slowly breathe through your nose
what do you smell and where does it take you?
let the breath out slowly
bring your awareness to your ears
what do you hear and where does it take you?
notice your skin
what do you feel and where does it take you?
release your tongue from the roof of your mouth
what do you taste and where does it take you?
Again, slow deep breath through your nose
open your eyes anew
what do you see and where will it take you? – Lori Lux Fearless Writers Intern 2020 – 2021
Inspired by Mari Evans
It hurts to acknowledge the truth. Truth makes us uncomfortable and it brings things to the light , that we wished didn’t exist. Is it better to unknown or known to the truth? How do we accept the truth when our whole life was based on on a lie. Is it bad to not want to know the truth and just continue on with false reality that was once built in us? Where do we go now from here , with the truth just in my face. Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
What do you see?
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. What do you see in your heart? How does the world view us? What do we actually see inside of each other? What are you looking for? How will you know that you found it? Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
Perfect Place
Take me away to the perfect place. Where the dreams go thrive and thrive and hope is still alive. I want to see the better days. Where love is so strong and hate does not exist. A little special place I can call home. Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
Future
One day we will all be together side by side together. Heart Full of love & joy. Arms open and hands filled with peace. Words of nothing but blessings and manifestations. Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
Friend
I’m your friend. I have nothing against you. We may look different but I only want the best for you. Please just see me for who I am and not what I may look like. I’m your friend,not your enemy. I promise to teach my children to love your children. Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
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One day we will all be together. All for one,one for all. We will stand together and no hate will live here. It will be nothing but love and happiness. Hugs and smiles to greet each other. There is no place for hate,only love. Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
the truth fell from the cosmos
landed with a glittering crash
on the sidewalks of subsidized housing
in the schoolyards
on the backs of immigrant workers
they felt the impact
grabbed jars and ran
scooped up what remained
holding in clutched hands
jars of sparkling truth
wondering
who let it go
and how do we find all the pieces – Lori Lux Fearless Writers Intern 2020 – 2021
Inspired by Fall images of Color
Should I let my emotions take the best of me? Sometimes I feel as if I’m just a leaf on a tree branch waiting to be reborn. As the seasons change so does my colors onto the leaf but as winter comes my colors disappear and I begin to fall I know that soon I will be reborn as something much greater than my last leaf that used to be apart of the tree branch. Amariano Williams Rogers High School 2020-2021
Fall
The leaves are falling. The wind is blowing, there’s a cool breeze in the air. Apple cider and pumpkin spice aroma is starting to take over the air. Hoodies and Uggs are starting to come out more and more, just to keep us a little bit more warm. While we sit outside by the water…its so calm and quiet, besides the crickets chirping. Finally some peace. Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
Seasons and Me
As the seasons change so do I. As the sun starts to set earlier, I get more and more tired. As the wind blows my body starts to ache. The flowers and trees are dying and my energy goes right along too. As it starts to get more and more cold, I can feel my nose starting to run. I just wish the seasons would leave me alone. Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
Inspired by Thanksgiving:
Thankful 11-21-2020
Even though the days may seem rough and hard. I try to find the little things in my life. When I wake up, I drink my fave smoothie and stretch my body, thankful for another day. As it starts to get chilly, I can wear more fuzziness and get more comfy. Even though the days are starting to get more and more cold, I’m thankful that I can bring out my fuzziness and just be a little more warm. Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
Thanksgiving
My first holiday on my own. I have no idea what I’m doing..maybe I should have stayed in the kitchen when my mom started cutting the onions. There has to be a guide,book, or a how to manual on how to do this right…? If not, I think Kroger has to go meals I can just buy, while I just continue to pretend to know what I’m doing. Dai’Ja Banks- Fearless Writers Intern 2020-2021
I held it all inside of my heart.
I held the pain, I held the anger, I held the grief.
I pushed everyone away who tried to help me.
I became a walking time bomb, always releasing the bitterness on the wrong person.
My heart had been chained, hidden from anyone to read.
I wanted to explode, someone to hold it for me, but I was alone in the end.
I started to lose it all.
I started to make people hate me before they realized what a mess I was,
how destructive I had become.
All I wanted was freedom.
Freedom from the pain, freedom from being hurt, freedom from holding it all in.
No one can hold so much before blowing up, and then after everyone I hurt.
I realized, maybe destroying myself will bring a bit of peace.
Then, in the ashes, there will be a tiny flame looking out, looking for comfort.
If I pick the flame up and hold it to my heart, I can finally see the edge.
I could build another version of the same person.
I could throw away the pain and the grief.
I could finally be free of torment.
I could live my life with no regrets.
But how do I tell myself, that the pain is who I am?
And what if I don’t want to change?
Then I’m just a bomb, stuck in a loop,
constantly deciding if I should remake myself or suffer through who I am.
– Jalyn Brewington – Rogers High School
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