A Friend's Hand

• Petria Sharpe-hamiora, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2016

I get scared every day, to walk through the gates.
I get pushed and shoved and leave with great hate
I cry and hide but I just can’t escape

But I know someone is there with a caring hand
She or he will take me to their safe land
And together we will strongly stand

And now I don’t need to be scared
I feel prepared
To finally be repaired