Poetry

Here are the poems we have to offer:

The River on the Hill

By Gwen and Lana

Behind the castle

Up on the Hill

Something moves quietly

Silent and still

Moves all the fish

From the East to the West

It isn’t perfect

But it tries it’s best

The fresh water shines

As it takes it’s long strides

It carries tree branches

Along for the ride

If you look at it closely

You’ll see it glisten

You’ll hear the water traveling

If you try to listen

You can see it shiver

You can see it quiver

You’ll see it here and there

You can watch the river

The river moves gracefully

With noticeable mistakes

Let it take you where you wish

If you need a break

Peaceful and oblivious

To the world around

When you meet the river

You’ll hear that calming sound

It’ll move every now and then

Silent and still

Behind the castle lies

The river on the hill

British Call for War

By Gwen

We brought you to your colonies

You rob us of our cash

Fighting in a war for you

And you treat us like trash

Britain owns the west

We fought France for that land

You can’t go beyond this line

“Americans” are banned

Won’t even pay your taxes

We raised it by a ton

We need that money to pay for

The war that we have won

You say you don’t need us?!

You do and you’ll soon see

But you colonists persisted

And destroyed all our tea

Incident by incident

With bounties on your head

And then the Boston Massacre

More of your men are dead

And you continue fighting?!

With soldiers on your street?!

You colonists are crazy!

We shall knock you off your feet

Although we owe our thanks

To the ones who have stayed loyal

Patriots vs. Britain

Is Peasants vs. Royals

Your pitiful army

We’ve got our own in store

No freedom for you colonists

All call for war!