A New Dawn – Org. Poem

Last year, I wrote a poem entitled “The Unspoken Words”. It was quite rushed because I wrote the poem on the day of a district poem and speech competition. This year, I had more notice, so I was able to focus more on what I was saying and dedicate more time to the construction of the poem (Of course, I procrastinated a little). I focused on the idea of a ‘new world’ because there are a lot of negative things going on currently in the world. I wanted to encourage poem to step up and also let them know that we and world citizens can unite and collaborate to make our dreams a reality. Enough talking, let’s get to reading this poem.

Also, if you have any critiques or comments, please say so below in the comment section. I haven’t gone to the competition yet, but I hope I get more than a participation certificate (like last year) 🙂

~ Update: I received 3rd place for my poem performance.

*Below is the poem*

A New Dawn

By Nia Beane

My mind wanders to a place untouched,
an idea veiled within the depths of this world
A new dawn, a place united, free,
and not obscured by our wicked perception of a perfect reality

I dream of a world where my children will not be burdened with the sins of those who came before them,
facing problems that have become inevitable,
drowned in their misery,
a dystopia at its finest

I imagine a realm where everyone knows that they have a purpose,
and no person has to move that chair from beneath their feet because people told them they were worthless.

Where no child has to wonder if they will eat another meal before they die of starvation, while at the same time, western culture complains about the quality of shoes and clothing, knowing that they will get what they want.

I see a new day, rising on the horizon, a day where every woman living on the earth can walk down the street without fear and voice her opinions without judgment.

I see a time where those in authority respect people and find new ways to decrease war instead of starting it.

Youth, such as I, will no longer have to struggle with finding their identity,
trying to fit in with unrealistic standards and goals too unattainable.
And no person will have to battle with feeling insecure because they realize their worth.

Every soul will find God, love him, and worship him.
Every problem will be fixed by innovative and creative minds.

Are we forgetting the lives of those who came before,
Sacrificing their lives so that we could have more?
Valiantly fighting,
Peacefully rallying,
Yet crime is increasing, and rates keep on tallying.

My mind wanders to a place untouched,
an idea veiled within the depths of this world. Bursting with love and peace, and controlled by hope and understanding.

No discrimination,
Every child with an education,
An end to starvation.
This world is what we need,
It’s within our reach.

No depression,
No obsessions,
This world is what we need,
It’s within our reach.

Every single positive thing that can be done contributes to a new world.
It’s within our reach; a new dawn is on the horizon.

The Unspoken Words – Org. Poem

Last year, I wrote this poem in a few hours at school, on the day of a district poem and speech competition. The person who was originally doing it backed out that day. Unfortunately,  I had to memorize it as well. When I went on to the stage that night, I forgot about half of the poem, so I made up lines until the time minimum came. Because of the circumstances, I didn’t make it in the top 3 (of about 6 people), but I received a participation certificate.

*Below is the poem*

The Unspoken Words

By Nia Beane

I cannot hear, I’m not permitted to…
I cannot speak, my voice is obstructed.

Be like the others, who else can you be?
I am a fish, so I can’t climb a tree.

Society proudly gives us a facade.
They mold us, they shape us, and from them we are made.

The greed, the money,
The despair in our eyes,
Our sinful lifestyle,
Our repetitive lies.

The BANG! Of the gunshots is now just a norm.
Violence today is that of an intractable storm.

We are killing ourselves, we are bombing our homes.
We are raping our daughters, we are shooting our sons.

Our nation is collapsing right before our eyes,
We ignore its pace, then it hits us by surprise.

The blood of our fighters,
The cry of the night,
The unspoken truth,
Stop! This isn’t right.

All the songs, talk about what’s wrong.
We take no action, yet want satisfaction.

The wars are not ceasing, peace is decreasing.
The news that we watch has become displeasing.

From generation to generation, we try and try,
But just end up complaining and afterwards die.

Youth are the future, it’s a state of mind.
If we learn to love each other, peace we will find.

Our ideas need to be turned into actions.
We are the resources, so let’s merge our talents.

Our capacity is higher than that of crime rates.
We have the power, so make a change.