Just A Touch.

• Jessica Lau, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2014

She was lonely ...and a boy came and took her by the hand.

He was on the edge ...and all he needed was a push until he was set free.

They crushed his imagination...and fed it to the devils within.

They said he was useless...but he was far greater than anyone ever knew.

The fire was burning bright...and the books were burnt. Never. To. Return.

They said the creation was useless...but then the engine began. Roaring to life.

They said it was impossible...

but...

All it needed was a touch.