Ballads

End of Time - Oliva

By Olivia Walstad

My heart is nowhere near at ease,

It beat and beat and beat.

You were just there for game and tease,

I wish I could retreat.

You were someone else completely,

My heart had not a clue.

I had known you more than briefly,

You told me nothing true.

I wished it to be you and I,

Until the end of time.

But now I have to say goodbye,

Your last lies were my sign.

You broke my heart and broke my mind,

I’m happy on my own.

I was almost near suicide–-

Our story should be known.

Each Generation, to the first

By Ashlyn Lien

Each generation, to the first,

Like to theorize the next-

What might it be if they were right

With modern-day context?

Realized science fiction-

Retro-historical.

Time, a shiny pocket trinket-

Faintly biblichor.

Cathedral-esque rustic iron works

Outline a sky of steam.

Shadows cast from a sky ship-

Anarchy meets machine.

Smokey streets, reflecting lanterns-

Hum of ticking clockwork.

Distant act calls the ring leader-

Coins show their hard work.

Turn-corner of tubas and chimes

Weave stories into sound.

Sharp cut coats of black line the streets-

A boy yells to “gather ‘round!”

One night when I was fast asleep

By Maddie Morton

One night when I was fast asleep

I had the strangest dream

I dreamt I fell into a hole

The fall was quite extreme

The people here were quite the same

As those I knew back home

The difference between the two of us?

Sadness, they had not known

It seemed a miracle at first,

To live life and worry none

But if the rain would never come,

Why be grateful for the sun?

Subway Train

By Abbie Hughes

The girl walked on the subway line

The power in her veins

A life spent staring at the wall

Of all the subway trains

She wore a jacket standing tall

Heard the people complain

She only wished that she could leave

This stupid subway train