Wednesday, September 16, 2020

Giselle reads her poem and the class gasps...


Aroha's Unique Way


In a world where I live, perfection is all it is

Beautiful white smiles, no hair looking wild

All boys slick hair and games

All girls dressing the same

Everyone being perfect and pleasant  

but no one is

being who they are and different


I stand up and try to be different 

put uniqueness in peoples


but just one look 

the protest starts

A world against one

 I close my eyes and give up

that one heart is now done

she becomes the same just like all

a perfect world with no one appalled

walking home her smile dropped, her heart broken down and popped

she rips the bows off her hair, wipes off the make up with her tears

looking at the mirror she sees the girl she once was

her heart had that little warm fuzz

the next morning

she wore what she wants she didn't dress the same 

  like a type of font

Once again its a world against one

she looks at all and says

you don't have to be perfect and the same

the world looks at me with so much shame

but Aroha knows

she doesn't need a tweak she's perfect the way she is and 

she is


By Giselle

(a poem in response to Aroha's Way and our work with 

Te Rito Toi)


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