Unless

• Liam Evans, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2015

My Days, I search for a reason to breathe,
I hope that my life will be given meaning,
It has none, so I must search,
Through the concrete destruction of humanity, I search

I am lost, the time I’ve spent looking, for nothing
They suppress our creativity with black and white,
But nature must live, even if I can’t find it,
But I’m falling through solid ground, I’m broken.

I’ve found a sanctuary, a new light,
I have not wasted time, my search, complete,
This nature is beautiful it is pure, untouched,
This world is hidden from humanity, the way it should be

This light was a feign, it was fire behind a bulb,
Humanity is this fire,
It consumes everything until all that is left is black ash of once great world,
There is no life worth living among steel and concrete, I refuse a life like this unless…