Holly's Poems
All for one,
None of them safe,
Ill will against them,
More and more
Of the enemy each day,
Real heroes for
Peoples unknown,
Have the weight of the world on their
Shoulders...
Until help can come,
No where to hide,
Inevitable courage,
To deal with an
Enemy of much pride
Die, they are willing to save those they love and fight
for a world they call home.
Together they fight,
Together they stand,
For people they love,
Freedom they demand.
Together they fight,
Together they cry,
For the people they save,
And all the people that die.
They will keep on fighting
until the end
To save a world that
they are willing defend.
Together they fight,
Together they stress,
Over forgotten homework,
That huge test.
Together they fight,
Together they save,
The people they love,
The whole human race.
Teenagers who fight
for all human kind,
To save what they hold dearly,
To save their own minds.
Now I lay me
Down to sleep,
I pray the nightmares
stay away from me,
And if I dream them
before the morning comes,
I hope I beat them
Every last one.
Now I lay me
Down to sleep,
I pray away all the monsters
that do creep,
And if they get me
before the night is done,
I hope that I am
the only one.
Spare the others
All these things
That I go through
Before the first light.
Keep my friends safe
And out of harms way
And let us live
Please, just one more day.
I used to look up to you,
My big brother,
the one who I best knew.
We used to play
one-on-one
spend whole days
on the beach in the sun.
I miss the way things were
Big Brother,
I miss the way things could
be.
We were inseperable,
you and me.
But then you went and changed
Joined The Sharing and
hung out with people you age.
You became part of something bigger,
part of a new crowd,
hang out with me?
No, you're not allowed.
Some day I'll save you
From that hideous thing
in your head.
I'll make sure that Yeerk
is dead.
Until that day
Brother.
I promise you,
soon you'll be free!
She knew that
their was hidden meaning
to the foolish words he spoke
as a gray colored thing
made its way out of his ear.
"They're here!
Coming to take the human race!
A fight against all odds,
across a vast distance of space!"
His words became jumbled
as he struggled to catch his
breath,
hoping to finish his message
before his death.
"Now listen to me
and what I say.
This thing beside my head,
is not the first Yeerk
to die within my head.
They come to take our people
and use them as slaves.
Please stay away from The
Sharing.
But there is hope,
there are those who fight,
with the will and strength
given to them for those whom
they fight!"
He stuttered and tried
to let his daughter hear
the last words he would speak
but death ceized him from her grasp,
and just before death could pull
him to the light,
he smiled as he thought,
"Freedom at last,"
and so he died,
in the middle of the night.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray that the whole night I do not weep.
From nightmares with her pretty face
In some far, far away place.
Nightmares of this endles fight
One fought both day and night.
Now I lay me down to rest
I pray I don't wake up to some new test.
My friends and I, we do our best
to save those whom we love.
And in the end,
let what we fight for not be in vain
Or let the Yeerks
inflict more pain.
Hope is something I once had
Long ago before things got bad.
They came and took me from
where I lay
to live as a slave
each and every day.
No choices could I make
on my own,
Often I sat in the back of my mind
all alone.
Hope,
hope was something that was real
before this whole thing,
this ordeal.
Hope was something I fought for
something i lost more and more
each day.
And now,
and now hope has worn away.
A flicker of yellow,
A pinch of red,
Dancing in the wind.
Hot to the touch,
Cannot be tamed,
Nor put out.
It rages on
Through the night
Struggling
No matter how hopeless
the fight.
Wicked if
Watched by no one
And has chance to be free.
Rachel can,
in a sense,
be described
as the fire that we see.
Home..
A planet far away...
A place I have longed for
many a day...
I have not seen it
for several monthes
stranded on a place called Earth.
My human friends
tell me not to worry
that I will be saved
but its hard to feel
that they haven't forgotten me...
Me who is very far away.
The grass is softer than this
the air not polluted.
Home...
place I miss greatly...
place I miss daily...
place in which I may never return.
By Holly
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