Hi all, after hearing Safwan’s great slam poem about life and death a couple of weeks ago, I thought I’d share my slam poem from when I was in year nine. Hope you enjoy!
we are always asking questions in our life, about our life, how to fix our strife, what we perceive as rife
some questions we see as significant like, does God exist?
others we see as insignificant, like whose cruel idea was it to put an ‘s’ in lisp?
well we ask these questions and sometimes we get answers, other times we get the same responses as how do we cure cancer?
well let me tell you something- while you’re brooding upon these puzzles in contemplation,
half of our Earth’s population is wondering something else
they are wondering, ‘am I going to get dinner tonight?’, ‘or will I starve for a fourth day in a row?’
in this world we live in, everyone is equal
and that is not my opinionated opinion that is a factual fact and that is that
whether you’re a man, woman, white, black, Asian, African, Muslim or Christian, when we are born, we are born the same.
no one of us is superior over a kid living in poverty on the other side of the world, without an education, without food, without shelter.
we are as equal to them as 10 millimetres and 1 centimetre are equal to each other.
so when we get to eat meals every single day and go home to a roof over our head
and be at ease and without a second thought eat our sandwich filled with ham and cheese
do we ever? and I ask you this- do we ever take a moment to stop and say thank you?
do we ever think about people who aren’t as privileged as us and be grateful that we live a happy life?
or do we just convince ourselves that it’s out of our control?
if all people are equal, then why do they suffer like a snipe stuffed in a snuffbox?
they don’t deserve what they are going through
and to be honest, we don’t deserve what we are going through
we deserve worse
and they deserve better
what’s the first thing we like to do when we get into class?
we get on our iPads and check our FaceBook status or how many like we got on that photo on Instagram
no-one thinks about what they have
we like to think about what we don’t have though
those new pair of shoes, that level we’re trying to get through on our game, that piece of food we hate that has the audacity to sit there on our plate
and so when we don’t have something, we become envious. we judge people when they show off those new pair of shoes, or that level they’ve finally gotten through, or a meal with them eating that food we so diligently detest
we accumulate jealousy from all the people we want to be and trap that jealousy inside a jar and hope that those things can somehow come to us.
we never want to appreciate what we have in life
the moment you finish a PE class and run for the water tap and quench what you thing is an unmanageable thirst
some people don’t get a PE class, others don’t get water
it’s difficult to think about that when we spray that water on our friends just for fun
the next time you decide to stare stupidly at your smartphone whilst trying to avoid a conversation- and I do it too
think about where it came from and
please do the person you’re talking to a favour
please do the world a favour
and please do yourself a favour
and say thank you.