Juliana Smith Poetry

What's happening
To everything?
Boom! Crash!
A building, a school, a bank full of cash
crumbling, tumbling
down, down, down...
People screams and shrieks fill the air
I hear a noise!
Yet I don't know from where
Its a voice!
Under the broken stairs
I reach out to help
But thrown to the side with a yelp
Shaking, quivering, breaking
the scene horrifying to behold
my blood runs cold
as I sit at my desk
Is the world coming to an end?
My teacher hands me my test
It all comes down to this, my life depends
upon it
What? I know all this.
But I must take that risk..
Im gonna pass my quiz
Its just too big, too drastic a decision
Too easy, I know all the answers
But I must continue my mission--
Jim! Stop,"fa-jit-ting"
It sounded like
STOP IMAGINING!
All right, all right.

Poet: Juliana Smith