Recently, I helped one gurl write a poem she read out at our fellowship’s fresher’s day. The audience liked it so I decided to post it here.
A quiet wind blows
Rustling bushes covered in brown dust
Sweeping over abandoned vehicles eaten by rust
Announcing our arrival
We have arrived
From another planet
Near yet so distant
Similar yet so different
Likened to a mustard seed yet large enough to contain all earthlings
Pristine and untainted by the blood and acrimony that flows through earth’s street
We have arrived
We are welcomed by raging wars
Greeted by the rumbling of earthquakes
Viewed with suspicion and disdain through half-closed shutters as we march through trash-lined avenues
Disease and death is commonplace
Sadness and frustration is the order of the day
We have arrived
We have come to put an end to all this nonsense
To beat swords into plowshares
And AK-47s into garden rakes
To heal the sick and raise the dead
To make everyone be like us
We have arrived
We are up to the task
We are bold
We are brave
We are driven by the Spirit
We are Alien Youth and We have arrived.
(The freshers called themselves “Alien Youth”)
