Noa miranda kleiman's social justice poetry

Black people matter

Our skin should not define us

We are all equal

Trees

By Noa Kleiman

Trees in the backyard

Green ones

They’re tall and skinny

Yellow-ish ones

Big, bushy,and short

Not pretty

Beautiful, up to the sky

All different

Trees in the backyard

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I don’t know

I don’t know, I don't know

I do not know everything

I do know I do know

Somethings but I don't know all

I am not saying I’m not smart

I’m saying I don't know everything

I don't know.

I do know.

What if

What if the world was non existent

What if u could appear and disappear

What if the world ended

What if you had the most money in the world.

What if you could be a vampire.

What if you slept like a baby every night.

What if you were flying like super man.

What if

Train train train

Crash as if you were in the biggest marvel movie ever being filmed.

Train crash in movie.

Crash train movie flow.

Crashtraintraincrash bop.

Scream Crash pow.

CRASHSCREAMTRAIN ouch.

Train train train

“Pop”

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The Trees by noa

Trees sound different when I sit in my backyard

You hear the sound of leaves and branches clicking together

You hear brush brush” of leaves moving because of the wind

Trees sound different when I sit in my backyard

You hear the sound of the ocean but its still trees

You hear silence but its still trees

Trees sound different in my backyard

The dog

The dog went and he slipped

Then he fell on his stomach, the green grass is itchy, he started to roll as if he had turned into a blueberry in willy wonka.

He saw the chocolate and ran to it….he ran into the door

Desperate for attention. He looks around sees the one tall tree with a tire swing.

But then he saw the anonymous creature tiny and a long tail. On the ONE AND ONLY TIRE SWING.

(runs) pow! hits himself on the swing (grrr) (gets back up AND POUNCES AT THE CREATURE, now he's tired.

He lays upon his fluffy woofy cushion like he’s done a whole fight master yoga

Rolls down and sleeps like a baby.

My poem

Walks outside sees the ground full of cut down branches, leaves, and trees.

Walks closer to a big machine like a dinosaur tall and up in the sky.

flying right up next to the tree as if its pterodactyl.

“Vrrm” “vrrm” “vrrm” slowly the tree's big stump falls!

(crash)

I’m we had to cut down the tree. I'm happy for more outside time but I'm sad that we had to cut it down.

The backyard will be bigger but a soul of the tree is lost.

At Least soon we'll have a large backyard with plants.

But no tree in the back for shade

Happy about it and sad = sappy (tree related)

Walks outside sees the ground full of cut down branches , leaves, and trees.

My dinner a couple nights ago

-A veggie patty like sour milk (not goo

-a french frie from the freezer .

-some pizza that's corona-fied

- some ketchup that looks like blood

-and water that's room temperature

How to dance

First flow into the music like your by yourself

Then you try to move as your feelings

You soon break into a nice modern dance(like waves) or a very up beat dance(like waves crashing)

Then you vibe for a little or you just don't like dancing

Soon you get very tired and then you pass out

Dogs run at each other

They all jump in the dog poo

“Splash splash” “ CANNONBALL”

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