Earth

• Zara Smith, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2016

And there is the child with royal blue eyes
King of oceans, queen of skies
Green hair falls over the face
A face without age, gender or race.
And if you look at that hair you will see
Some brown, which shows it's something it doesn't want to be
And if you opened the skull and looked at the brain
You'd see imagination, curiosity, wonder and pain.
Pain at what has been done
How it has been destroyed for people's fun
What happened, where did it go wrong
By letting people share it, to belong?
It doesn't really mind, isn't really hurt
It hopes to that speck of dust, it won't revert
Despite that, it will continue to help these guys
Even if it leads to its own demise