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F r e e d o m

                                                                  Freedom is robin egg blue, cracking in t he soft
                                                                  morning sunlight .

                                                                  Bright , vibrant  flowers sprout ing t hrough t he
                                                                  ground, aft er a long, bland wint er
                                                                  Wind flowing t hrough t he light  blue sky,
                                                                  unlimit ed t o what  direct ion it  t ravels

                                                                  Salt  wat er breeze on a blazing July summer
       F r e e d o m
                                                                  day
       Freedom is deep sky blue.
                                                                  Laught er of friends at  a wild and enjoyable
       Fresh air, when st epping out side on a cool               part y
       aut umn day
                                                                  Never ending calm, before t he st orm
       Fresh, warm, homemade cupcakes filling
                                                                  Freedom is t he flut t er of a bird's wings, as it  is
       pat ient  st omachs
                                                                  soaring.
       Loved ones st epping out , wit h open arms t o
                                                                   OP P R E S S I ON
       greet  guest s
                                                                  Oppression is old, burgundy scars, left  on t he
       Fireworks splashing colors, int o t he dark
                                                                  broken body.
       night  sky
                                                                  Musky, rust ed met al chains, beat en up
       Delight ful children, cheering and running in
       t he dist ance                                             Sorrowful frowns, dawning t he faces of t he
                                                                  imprisoned
       Joyous feelings of seeing a friend succeed
                                                                  Never ending hurricane t hat  rips apart  all t hat
       Freedom is t he rising sun, daring t o go up
                                                                  was once known
       against  t he dark night .
                                                                  Cries for help, followed by deat hly silences

                                                                  Being st ripped complet ely of individual
       Op p r e s s i o n
                                                                  ident it y
       Oppression is rust ed red.
                                                                  Oppression is t he suffocat ing feeling of
       Feelings of hunger and chills running up and               drowning.
       down a spine
                                                                   By Sara Corsi, Olivia Vallo, Bryn Afflitto, Grade 8
       Screaming in t he dist ance, while gunshot s are
       heard

       Sour, unsavory, smog it ching noses

       Hushed children in fear for t heir lives
       Murky, brown wat er seeping down t he
       st ream

       Choices, bet ween st arvat ion and moldy bread
       Oppression is a locked cage, slowly dipping
       deeper int o t he wat er.

        By  Juliana Guerra, Ashley Livingstone, Gillian
       Schiffer, Grade 8
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