R E F L E C T I O N S Lit Mag 2019 - 2020
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R E F L E C T I O N S Lit Mag 2019 - 2020 By Isabella Naguit Special Thanks To Sayreville Middle School Administrators Principal: Mr. Richard Gluchowski Vice Principal: Ms. Silvia Rego Vice Principal: Mr. Gregg Jegou Sayreville Public Schools District Administrators Superintendent of Schools: Dr. Richard Labbe Assistant Superintendent: Dr. Marilyn Shediack Assistant Superintendent: Mr. Eric Glock-Molloy Business Administrator/School Board Secretary: Ms. Erin Hill Anthony Esposito, President John Walsh, Vice President Daniel Balka Phyllis Batko Lucy Bloom Christopher Callahan Carrie Kenny Danielle Pieloch Karen Rubio Busch Law Group, LLC - Attorney Nicole Petrone - Treasurer of School Funds Pediatric & Adolescent Associates of Central New Jersey - Medical Inspectors Healthpoint Medical Associates, LLC - Drug Screening and Employee Physicals poems & songs FALL IS HERE Fall is here, Bright crimson leaves fall as the day goes on, Leafless trees dance as the wind blows, The aroma of scrumptious apples fill the air, Oh fall is here. Fall is here, Whoosh, Whoosh the wind whistled roughly, Birds chirping to each other delightfully, The radiant Sun beams through the tangerine leaves Joyfully, Oh fall is Here. Fall is here, The cute animals gleefully gleaming at each other, Ginger colored squirrels devour coffee brown chestnuts, Children leaping playfully on the brown crisp leaves, Oh, I love fall. By: Shrikar Gandhesiri Give Us A Smile by Maria Lima You walk on the street alone, scared Scared because you were told Don't do that someone will hurt you Don't do that someone will try you Don't do that someone will get to you before we do Because we were told be "ladylike" There's nothing ladylike about the keys between my fingers Or the mace in my purse And there is not one thing that's ladylike about what they'd do to me if I didn't protect myself Its worse when the catcalls surround you Suffocating you with misogyny They only stop if you're walking with a man As if women aren't as powerful as them Who's to say we aren't more powerful That girl Jane you're telling to smile she used to be jake but if you knew that you'd call her a man That girl Gianna doesn't want to smile because her mother was just diagnosed I don't want to smile because I don't smile for YOU Oh and I don't dress for you And I don't put makeup on for you Its all for me So schools instead of sexualizing girls and telling them to dress "ladylike" Tell the boys they can't do everything they think Don't ask"but what were you wearing" Don't say"not all men" Of course not all men If it was the world would be scarier than it already is But those men who do that are the ones who tell you "Give us a smile" Monster by:Maria Lima It’s always there Looming over like the pale moonlight Whenever you fail It’s there It makes you miserable It never goes away As much as you try The monster It messes with you Makes you feel low Brings you down You try to suppress it It comes back Pushing it down It makes the monster stronger Hungrier for your sadness But you don't let it Don't let it destroy you For that monster always sticks around If you do Stand up and say you won't have it The monster “Nighttime” The trees glowed in the twilight sun The day was over and done However the night life had come to be And those who viewed it had a sight to see The creatures of all colors roamed the land Under the night sky they were so grand But they felt invisible amongst the night It felt as though they had no light But they were alive They had to thrive Because they were the creatures no one thought about The ones who did not shout The ones that fended for themselves But they scurried along bright as ever Because they only had one endeavor To live with pleasure To be one with the night is to be one underneath the light “Independent” They mean a lot It's worth a shot To risk things for them Even being dumb When life isn’t the same Its becomes lame Because everything is gone It becomes a con To live without it Is too much to ask Could it be like a flask Take one too many sips and you get addicted Fighting the urge Trying to purge Because at last Being independent is not a task By: Jayani Dutta “Why are you screaming?” one may ask Why I am rather melting from the sun’s bask. My painting can show many different things. Seeing something scary Or being shocked by what’s behind. A new deal at Sephora? Urban Outfitters? Or rather by the problems I see with my two eyes? The racism and hate? The abuse and terrible fate? The racism and hate? The abuse and terrible fate? Now don't take this the wrong way, I know this doesn’t happen all the time. But there are many more things like global and climate change that are definitely your crimes All the pollution and CO2 is getting the way And giving us more and more steaming hot rays I may be just a painting but now you know what I’m thinking So why don’t you fix these problems, that even though they don’t seem major to you Because soon, this “major” problem will affect you too. “Common Era” By: Rayan Hashmi It’s a common era. Full of good and full of terror But where are we going? Advancing or Destroying? Creating medicine, but creating guns for people who like toying? Sometimes I ask, “why can’t we stop?” Can we not create good with the expense of bad? The world runs on the same pattern, happy then sad. So that begs the question, does there have to be a consequence? Why does it feel like a pit that begins with bottomless? Can you live there without being discriminated? Or would a journey back to Earth be anticipated? Does the color of your skin matter there? Because here the prejudice is everywhere. So I have reached a conclusion But it will all end with just a dream. A dream where the world was peaceful. And a dream where it wasn’t so extreme. And I ask these questions along with the thought Don’t others think of this or do they let their ideas rot? People might not like it, but we need a change A change for humanity, a change for space. It would be easy if we all just stay on the same pace Why do we treat it like a competition when it’s not a race? I wonder how its like on the moon Is it happy or is it sad or is it run by buffoons It’s a Cruel World By: Ryna Asim We are ambitious while people are dying We think that we can achieve success by lying We boast our best times and laugh at others’ worsts Time is ticking like the clock that chimes We feel sorrow for others that die Yet others are indifferent to poor lives We strive on wealth and power We think that we tower above all others We forget that Earth is made up of a variety of life People slaughter the innocent with a knife Some think of ending their own lives Because of someone who says too much Someone should act fast But no People are cowards No one stands up for one another Indifference is a motto in this cruel world Not caring about others Love is your weakness We mourn for our lost loved ones We cry But eventually, we all die Now, it may seem depressing But we all know it’s not a lie Total Chaos By: Ryna Asim Scary Nights No stars No light No sign of civilization No more forestation Pollution has invaded the lungs People have started to run Everything’s gone Everyone has broken bonds Friends have turned on friends Families have turned on Families People have turned on other people What’s left? Well, just the animals really The only sign of innocence and civilization Even more than the humans What a shame Oh what a shame Because of this People are all alone Children are hiding People are fighting And little are surviving It’s total chaos out there Civilization is in ruins People are dead People have fled The future has come to an end. “Light At The End Of The Tunnel” I used to ponder Why couldn’t I fly Somewhere else Into the sky Into some elysium Some place faraway Instead of my broken home Which I stay Thus I cannot This is where I be Where mommy’s at work And dad I never see Dad ran away last year He would hit her and lie I never loved him But I would still cry Life was meaningless All my energy into the course I pushed through all the obstacles With all my force But I’m grateful For there are those who love me But it wouldn’t make me human If I hadn’t dreamed about what was above me Then again I wanted to get out of this place Have a new arc Have a new face So as I roused From my waking slumber All my dreams and aspirations They went back under My day dream stopped I stepped back to reality I hated it so much Called it a tragedy I got on my knees Wanted to cry Pleaded to god Wishing I would die But then my family came And sat with me They love me so Love is tenderly They showered me with kisses As the frown came off my face As they hugged me tighter I accepted their embrace Then the rain clouds They scattered away As if the curtains had fell And the sun illuminated the place So no matter where you are And life may look like an endless struggle Pain is only temporary As there is always light at the end of the tunnel By: Shakil Ashrafi “Keep Trying” I try So hard To let everything in Because I know the importance of feeling Of touch Of trust Of hope But it’s not always easy letting it in But I try And try But how do I teach the people around me That the sadness is good And the laughter is better And that faith makes life worth living That feeling ways you’ve never felt isn’t dangerous It’s far from it It’s being free It’s living free It’s feeling the touch of light with open arms And hugging the moon light at night That gives life its charm It’s watching the birds fly south for winter And seeing them