I am in the sky
Are you a superhero?
Because I am one
Philadelphia Stories: Publishing Local Writers & Artists
I am in the sky
Are you a superhero?
Because I am one
With all these problems in the world,
we need someone to make a twirl.
With our ozone layer tearing it apart,
we need people that have a heart.
Our ocean is polluted, filled with trash,
we need to empty it by using our cash.
With these problems, our earth could burn,
so we need to stop and take a turn.
But there are other problems beside the weather,
our world in general is tearing apart like paper in a shredder.
People are killing, robbing, and have no hope,
but we need to come together like a knot on a rope.
We need to love, we don’t need to hate,
you don’t need to hate, but rather appreciate.
Our world is filled with war, hate, and sadness,
when it should be peaceful, lovely, and filled with happiness.
All we need to do is love together,
so we all can become brothers and sisters.
Unwanted
By Grace Heinold
I am not good enough
I will not believe
That I am perfect just the way I am
Because the fact is
I am unwanted
I won’t listen to the people who say
It’s ok
When everything is turning on me I will remember
It’s all my fault
I can’t listen to people who think
I’m beautiful
When I look in the mirror I know
I’m worthless
I don’t have to believe
People will like me
(Now read from bottom to top.)
Grace Heinold is 12 years old and lives in Medford Lakes, NJ with her family. In her spare time she loves practicing gymnastics and cuddling her two dogs. Currently, she is a Girl Scout Cadette and is working on her Silver Award, which is focused on helping shelter dogs in need. She is also utterly obsessed with Duck Donuts. In her free time, she loves to bike around town with her friends.
I’ll make a deal with you
By Grace Polito
I came to show
Not to the ones who know
But to the ones who need
A bit of a deed
Done in their favor
Like I’m their savior
What is it, you may ask
Oh, just a small task
I will help you out
And, no doubt
It will aid you
A lifetime breakthru
My deeds come with a small price
If you misjudge, I’ll roll the dice
And trust me, you young lad
They won’t be your comrade
It is all a package deal
Wrapped up and with a seal
I will spill the contents
And Grace now presents:
Buy one get one deed for free
The insides you may not see
But trust me they will impact
Your living in your dream act
One day will come
Do not run
I know what’s too little
And I know what’s too brittle
A spark will overcome your body
Side effects, your thoughts become shoddy
But when you wake up from your trance
This will be your final chance
Undo the misdoings you have done
Finally you will have won
Just remember what I said
There will be no, “you plead”
That small price
Would be your demise
Grace Polito lives with her mom, dad, and little brother in Center City Philadelphia. Life is hectic in the city, but Grace still finds time to draw, write and read. She is in the seventh grade at the Julia Reynolds Masterman Laboratory and Demonstration School.
The Sun Came Out
By Said Ibrahim
The sun came out and
Rooster crowed usually
Chilly Wednesday
Said Ibrahim is a fifth-grader at Mighty Writers West.
Picture ‘Perfect’ Land
By Cate Haines
I board the plane with rocks in my chest
Which I’m surprised the metal detector didn’t sense
But my mom says everything will be just fine
Because way too soon we’ll cross the borderline
We’ll be leaving behind the people I need
To go to a picture ‘perfect’ land that I’ve never seen
Aside from the pictures and films on TV
Where the only moral seems that everyone’s free
The sadness and loneliness has filled up my aura
As I feel my family just wants to leave behind that era
When we’re where we fit in and with the people to which we belong
As if they haven’t tried enough to tell us that leaving our homeland would be wrong
And the ghosts will never leave me
Of the friendships that will be left across the sea
And my mom tells me as she grabs more tissues
“We’re gonna make a new life and leave our ‘outdated issues’”
Cate Haines has been writing poetry for about a year, and loves musical arts and hanging out with her friends.
Leaving
By Alexandra Will
Crashing waves, groaning wood
Gaunt faces searching for shore
Home is no longer home
Invaders, marauders, have taken everything
Except our memories
Of rolling green hills and endless blue skies
Desperate, fleeing, exhausted
Hunger gnaws at our bones
Eating us from the inside out
Father is just across the sea
Pray for us
On this rickety ship
Looking for America-
A better life
A safer place
A familiar face
To tide us through
I know it’s close
Only an ocean away
Alexandra Will is in seventh grade and loves to read. She additionally enjoys playing soccer, and lives with her parents and three brothers in Ambler, PA. When she was younger, Alexandra spent a year living in Guam with her family for her father’s business trip.
The Wild House
By Monyria Harvey
My brother is a dragon, my mom’s a teddy bear.
I’m a shaggy sheep dog with a ton of tangled hair.
My father is a monkey, he likes to make us laugh.
Especially my sister, she’s a tall giraffe.
We are a busy family with many things to do.
Our home is always happy, but sometimes it’s a zoo.
Me, I’m as quick as a cheetah,
My ears can hear like a rabbit,
Just like my teacher I am smart,
And everything comes from my heart.
My heart is as big as an elephant,
My nose can smell like a bear.
A warning to all who enter our zoo,
You will become an animal, too!
Monyria Harvey attends Mighty Writers Penrose. She is 12 years old in 6th grade at Paul Lawrence Dunbar Promise Academy in North Philadelphia. Monyria enjoys sports, music, and taking care of her family.
By Shiylah Ayres
Gazing at the stars, they feel too far.
And I need bars.
For real, don’t kill the zone just to feel the pain burning in ya soul.
Make space
For the ones that don’t fit,
And let the haters feel the shame.
They will grow like mud in a meadow.
They break the laws like they break windows. BOOM! CRASH!
But whatever, the haters got nothin’ on us.
We are Mighty Stars.
We don’t always shine bright but we love to help – big or small
People find their ways.
Find their ways so they can stop feeling shame.
So they can be in the circle of love again.
For real, don’t kill the zone, and you will feel the love that’s burning in ya soul.
Shiylah Ayres is a Mighty Writer.
Surroundings
By Evan Croy
Staring at the satisfying blue sky, watching squirrels running about
Attractive roses galore next to the long stretch of sunshine.
Stepping on the bus, driving down that peaceful road…
Tossing toxic chemicals into the air
Spreading throughout the sky like Febreze particles
Tearing apart our atmosphere.
Air is becoming the polluted ocean.
If we don’t change, the air will be trash floating up.
Wondering what it was like 100 years ago;
The stars shone in all their glory at night,
People were free to see and breathe without worry.
Now, some have to breathe through face masks.
Let’s reverse this process and get the air clean,
Bring the carbon monoxide down that’s shattering the ozone layer.
Looking through the window of the bus,
Thinking about making the world a better place.
Evan Croy is in 7th grade in the Perkiomen Valley School District. He enjoys listening to music, playing the saxophone, cooking, and being on the swim team. He lives with his parents, little brother and two guinea pigs. He cares about our environment and hopes others will too.