2009 3rd Prize Winner High School Poetry Winner I step out into the rain And watch as the stain Is washed away Purity once where it lay. The rain begins to soak through my hair I noticed but didn't care. Everything was being washed away. The farmer rejoices The children yell in happy voices. The businessman frowns At all the noisy sounds The young girl screams in glee Looking for those rain boots from the shopping spree I just look up And let the Rain wash away My tears and fears. Thunder roars and lightning splits the sky I raise my head up high Prepare to live the lie Put a smile on my face And enter the damned place. “Oh your face is wet! Have you been crying?” “Just the rain.” Oh, the power of lying! |
| Nehal Elfeky |
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