Volume 2: Issue 2
By Amina, age 13, CA
Each morning, I wake up and eat breakfast
Then I feel the wind and the beautiful sun rising.
Then I go on Zoom,
where my amazing teachers teach me something new everyday
I like playing with my siblings and friends.
I feel so blessed having an amazing family, friends, and teachers.
But sometimes, I think about the poor who don’t even have a meal a day
Or don’t have a place to live, or don’t even have a pillow to lay their head on
I hope, one of these days, people can help one another up
and not judge people unless they’re in someone’s shoes
You never know what that person is going through.
Poetry becomes interesting if you can make it relevant. This then requires great imagination, not just the probity to understand what the poet is trying to say, but more of a deep connection of the reader to the message conveyed. The expression of your yearnings in this poem is brief and sincere. You offer simple truths that run deep in our cultural and economic mainstreams—inequalities exacerbated in our society. I applaud you for being able to offer gratitude and to sympathize with those who have less.
—Ayo Gutierrez, Boo Coach | Founder, GMGA Publishing, Philippines