Poem by Mary Kelly and Kate King, Year 8
What is the use of words if no one will listen?
Something is missing.
A feeling of strength, of power, of might
Or something to keep you warm at night
The heroes stand tall their words will last forever
I will always listen with warmth and pleasure
When I think of yesterday I hide my face in shame
When I think of slaves I think of blame
a feeling of triumph over those who impose
the hope, the thought of freedom can drive us on to success
the right of feeling the breeze in our hair
the first breath.