“As I Grow” by Trevor Witt
I want little ladybugs crawling up my stem,
I want caterpillars jumping on my petals,
I want rollie pollies and worms, dancing under my roots,
Abundant life springs from the ground,
And I want to help spread it around.
I want to see butterflies and bees gather my pollen,
I want to hear birds chirp, as they eat my fruit that has fallen.
I want to feel the warm wind on my leaves,
As I turn CO2 into oxygen, for you to breathe.
I spring to life, with the help of the sun and the soil,
I smile at you as I grow, while all the world toils.
“Adam Ayyad (May his memory be a blessing)” by Trevor Witt
Adam, a teenager shot and killed,
By the “most moral army in the world”,
It is no consolation to his family.
Adam, there are Israelis named Adam,
And Palestinians too.
He was the first man, not the first Jew.
Adam, I could cite biblical verses,
But you lived in our present reality,
Filled with tragedies, and hearses.
Adam, I am sorry that I have not done more,
To speak out against the evils of war.
Adam, you deserved better than this,
May you rest peacefully, in eternal bliss.
“The combination of being sick and depressed (A booger)” by Trevor Witt
The combination of being sick and depressed,
Leaves me distressed, it’s a wonder I can get dressed,
Lying in bed with my coat on, like I am going to go out,
Instead, I lie back in bed and start to pout.
I am a lonely, little booger in the nose of the universe,
And that G-d up above is trying to get rid of his snot curse,
It’s time to clear the nostrils and get rid of germs,
Before we start decaying and dying, becoming food for worms.
I am a booger in the nose of G-d,
Just waiting for him or her to pick me,
Pick me, let me out,
I don’t want to be part of your snout.
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