Uni Poetry Blog - Ify Allanah

Covid-19 BY AUDREY CHUANG, 11 The news rings in my head The anger and negativity swirling around me I can’t settle My heart won’t settle Everyone’s hearts won’t settle Every pair of anxious eyes Waiting for the image For the image Of crime Death The old book that I have read millions of times by now Is wrinkled And words are faded I can’t go outside to play I can’t imagine without going to the library I can’t imagine without reading a new book I can feel my heart beating every time Something bad happens like the stock Rising up and down Like the heartbeat of a patient Waiting for the doctor I can feel the pain that the world is facing It feels like its pulse is in my hands Ready like a flying fish Out in the sky Open to the new Open wide world That used to be Full of people Now nothing But a mere ghost town Waiting to swallow you up And make you face the crime And the pain people are talking about in the news You know it You have it You feel the ...

When I Refused to Ride with Death - Janice Canerdy: When I refused to ride with Death He tied my hands and feet, Then tossed me in with some poor guy He'd grabbed up off the street. Oh, what a hurry he was in! He slammed it to the floor. We sat in wide-eyed, abject fear, Each clinging to a door. While whizzing past the school, we saw The children run and play. We passed the fields where tractors hummed On this, our judgment day. We captives introduced ourselves, Shook hands, and sadly talked. When Death heard unfamiliar names, He gasped, slowed down, and balked. He made a sudden stop beside A swelling of the ground. He scratched his head, he murmured low, And then he turned around. " 'Tis centuries until your time! I've made a grave mistake. Seems I misread the pick-up sheet. You're free, for goodness sake!" I don't usually like to consider the aspect of death, I usually brush the thought off my mind, but when I came ac...