These are two poems I recently wrote in English. The first is for a Martin Luther King, Jr. contest and the second is a letter poem.
Words
Words spoken by a visionary
Lit the people on fire
Rallied them to his cause
I sit here
In my comfort
I read his words and think
About all I owe him
For his dream
Giving us the freedom
Others aren't allowed
And I have a dream, too
I have a Dream
That our people will break the chains
Will find a way past difference
Will use the bonds of love to heal aching hearts
United we stand
E Pluribus Unum
What does that mean to us?
Can it apply To us all?
One planet, many peoples
United
Dear Child,
You write the words I give,
You listen to my voice.
We paint great pictures on a canvas,
Learning through our choice.
The words we write bring worlds to life,
We send them out to fly.
And go among our readers seeking
Pure, unblemished sky.
Dragons fly inside your head,
You give their riders song.
A battle rages somewhere else,
It will be o'er ere long.
Kings and Queens and big black beast,
A lady and a rose.
Hoods and ice and warriors,
That's always how it goes.
Legends told of deep dark past,
And whispered in the night.
Secrets kept beyond the years,
And cast off into flight.
The tales will wait another day,
For now it's time for bed.
But I'll be here when you awake,
The Writer in Your Head