Page 73 - Everyone a Writer Anthology 2021

The year the world stopped,

Earth stood as still as a rock,
Hugs and kisses become weapons,
And we could barely stay afloat,
When we could not leave,
Bodies were carried.

The year the world stopped,
It was the last stroke of death,
People found new ways of living.

As earth healed,
Humans were stuck in cages,
And the sea became as clear as a diamond,
As the air was as fresh as ice.

As evil as poison,
Our lungs got filled with disease,
Yet earth's lungs had a breath,
Dead silence as the wildlife come to town.

Isla Lomer
Woodseats

When seeing your friends was forbidden,
And you had to talk through a screen.
Mental health deteriorating,

It felt like you weren’t being seen.
A constant banging headache,

Caused by obsessing over silly posts.
There was nothing better to do with our time,
We started losing hope.

Announcement after announcement,

Bad news constantly flooded our minds.
School work was moved online,

The world seemed to be going blind.
It felt like there was no light to be seen at the end,

But then the regulations started easing and easing
again.

So now we should thank all essential workers who,
Put their lives on the line to save me and you.

Isabella Duncan, Y8
Meadowhead

73