Animal Farm Poem

Seven
Seven comandments that would start the rebellion
The rebellion in Majors eyes
Equality and Peace the animals thought
But not according to the swines

Power, control, and dictatorship they thought
Would make us feel happy and free
Who cares about the others, their all just a bother
Soon, it'll be all about me

They all worked so hard, so willing
Not an ounce of their effort was spared
Except for the cat, the pigs, and one horse
Who never seemed to be there

Though somehting strange was happening
All the children where whisked away
Not to mention the apples, the milk
And possibly some of the hay

The rules were changing
One after another
The animals had suspicions
And a few of them muttered

'Were those words there yesterday?'
or, 'Is that what they had said before?'
But if the leaders heard anything, that troubled their plans
Soon, they'd be out the door

Time went by, the rules constantly changing
Until there was no justice at all
By ones and by two's were the 'comrades' killed
By three's and by fours, so soon would the farm fall

The leaders however, didnt spare a passing glance
To the ones who put them where they were
The lies, the manipulation, just kept on coming
But never once did they answer

A question, so important
A short one, not too terribly long
WIth meaning, and wisdom, and importance, it was:
'What will we do when they're gone?'

Soon, so soon, was that question known
once the farm was turned to chaos
the pigs and doomed themselves into oblivion
... oh well, their loss.

Deepest Apologies

Hello all my readers. Im sorry Mrs. Gilman, but i can't post my poem. My grandfather just had a stroke, and wer all too busy. I might not be at school on thursday, but we'll just see. I just hope my grandpa is ok, and i hope any of my readers will pray for him like i am tonite. Because I love him so much, and don't want to see him go away. So please, please understand. I hope I see you all soon

POL Performance

I watched the performances of Tiffany Hill, (reciting “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth) and Stanley Jackson, (reciting “Sympathy” by Paul Laurence Dunbar.) The performance that stood out the most to me was by Stanley Jackson. Yes, it was interesting how Tiffany recited hers in sign language, but you couldn't get any emotion from it. Stanley showed true understanding of his poem. He paused, raised his voice, and used gestures all accordingly. You could most definately get a feeling from hearing him speak, and it was pretty spectacular. And his physical presance showed no nervousness at all... except for the fact he was stiff as a board. I don't know if that was part of his performance, but it stood out to me.

The poem was obviously about slavery. And how lawrence used the metaphor of a caged bird to emphasise the feeling of being a slave. Not being able to go onto a world beyond you, not able to show any importance. Stanley raised and lowered his voice at all the right parts, but he was still strong. It was almost as if he was the slave, even though it's been illegal before he was even born.