PYP Poetry Parade Winning Poem: EXPLOSION!
This is the winning poem written by the Year 6 PYP students.
Verse 1
As a child I have never seen a mother running for safety
I have never seen a child crying for help
I have never seen a father escaping so fast
Till I heard the word, ‘EXPLOSION’
Verse 2
Explosion? I couldn’t believe it
8 explosions in 3 years
Why? I ask again why?
2014 – Nungua and Tema
2015 – Dansoman and Kasoa
2016 – Labadi
2017 – Tulip Inn Hotel, Takoradi, Atomic Junction
3 thieves were caught
Foolish enough to think they ought to rob
But it wasn’t a joke it was real
Verse 3
It was the first and only time people yelled at each other
They spat fire in the heat
You popped under the pressure like I hope you wouldn’t
You risk your for me
I expected the spill to bring us close
Verse 4
Sadness, sadness, sorrow everywhere
Dejection and depression
Misery, despondency and melancholy
Out of the big metallic bottle
But we never managed to see each other again
With all that banging in our ears!
Written by: Jasmyn Brown, Mahmoud Bawumia, Alaa Kahoul,
Edited by: Mr Richard Annobil
Verse 5
I was scared out of my wits,
When the PLACE was blown to bits.
I thought the world was coming to an end,
And nothing could be mend.
Verse 6
I was running towards a bar,
Not even having a scar,
But it was still very far.
I saw a burnt banana,
On top of a ripped flag of Ghana.
Verse 7
A sizzled coconut on the floor,
Right beside a flaming door.
That’s it I couldn’t take it anymore,
Thank God, rain began to pour
Verse 8
Rain, rain, come again!
Come and quench this fiery flame
Many lives to be saved
RAIN, RAIN, COME AGAIN!!!!!!!
Written by: Armaan Siddiqi, Yusef Husni, Ashaiz Khan, Jia Chandra
Edited by: Mr Richard Annobil
Verse 9
The suspicious manager of the gas station
Felt petrified about the explosion
Is he guilty for this devastation?
Or is it the voracious politician?
What does he want, a cat or a mat?
Verse 10
Does he care about the flame
Or must he care about his fame
Does he think about the burials?
Or he cares about the memorials?
Verse 11
Does this put him hall of shame?
Or in the hall of fame?
He said, ‘I am not to blame’
But the impact, upon him has been imputed.
Written by: Mohammed Mazjoub, Arivuchelvan Ramesh, Abdul Hafeez Agongo,
Edited by: Mr Richard Annobil
Verse 12
A gas station leaked
A kebab stand
This can be fun
To see people run
We will take advantage
Are we cruel?
Oh yes! We might die
But who cares?
Verse 13
The police came
Get ready for the game
Bullets will be flying like fireflies
But this is no fireworks
(Sound of shooting)
Because we are feeling the heat
Verse 14
We might be roasted
‘This is no hell!’ we boasted.
But we know that we will have a toast
If we succeed.
(Police sirens)
Now we are nabbed
Was it worth it?
Your guess is as good as ours!
Written by: Suhani, Yara and Sameer
Edited by: Mr Richard Annobil
NB: This poem was performed as part of a Poetry Parade Competition on the 21st October, 2017 in Al-Rayan International School (Primary Campus).