The Comparison
I wake up to the short chirps of birds,
He wakes up to gunfire and terror.
I go to school with no fear,
He goes to school in fear of the secret.
I speak my mind freely at recess,
He keeps it quiet hoping not to let anything out.
I think about what my parents are doing,
He is hoping to see his parents when he gets home.
When I get home I start conversation,
When he gets home there is complete silence.
I play X-box to relax with my brother,
He hopes that nobody tells their secret.
I go to bed hoping for an amazing new day,
He goes to sleep hoping to be alive in the morning.
Michael Ciraco
Pope John Paul II, Grade 6
Age 11
1st Prize – 2011
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