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We live in a world that gives us life,
but sometime we have to move on and pay a price.
The screams of the dead reverberate through our minds,
but we will fight until we have destroyed our enemies battle lines.
Some things hang over us forever,
promises bound that we can't find the strength to sever.
If you ever see the long awaited light,
for me, put up a fight.
Lying in the bloodied grass,
hoping this overwhelming pain will pass.
Sometimes you feel as if your losing hold,
some imporant memories are bought and sold.
We can't let go of all the pain and fear from the past,
but remember hold on it might not last.
Your life has been overcome by fear,
wait and with time it may all become clear.
One bad move that's all it takes,
but before you waste your life think of all the misery it creates.
Let the flames begin this is the end,
my freedom is one thing to you I won't lend.
Be the person I know you are,
just hold on a little longer you can't be far.
I no longer can see the light in your eyes,
they're smothered with all the poisened lies.
All of the people we've left behind,
we will all be together once again and their love we will find.
You will always be with me,
my sister this you will see.
One more smell of a sweet and painful rose,
I know the right path is what I chose.
I am in love with the boy with the bread,
"I don't want to be just a piece in their games," is something you once said.
I am a Mockingjay hear me sing,
I strike fear into the capitol with one lift of my wing.
I am the girl who was on fire; watch me set aflame,
I am no longer just a piece in your game.
but sometime we have to move on and pay a price.
The screams of the dead reverberate through our minds,
but we will fight until we have destroyed our enemies battle lines.
Some things hang over us forever,
promises bound that we can't find the strength to sever.
If you ever see the long awaited light,
for me, put up a fight.
Lying in the bloodied grass,
hoping this overwhelming pain will pass.
Sometimes you feel as if your losing hold,
some imporant memories are bought and sold.
We can't let go of all the pain and fear from the past,
but remember hold on it might not last.
Your life has been overcome by fear,
wait and with time it may all become clear.
One bad move that's all it takes,
but before you waste your life think of all the misery it creates.
Let the flames begin this is the end,
my freedom is one thing to you I won't lend.
Be the person I know you are,
just hold on a little longer you can't be far.
I no longer can see the light in your eyes,
they're smothered with all the poisened lies.
All of the people we've left behind,
we will all be together once again and their love we will find.
You will always be with me,
my sister this you will see.
One more smell of a sweet and painful rose,
I know the right path is what I chose.
I am in love with the boy with the bread,
"I don't want to be just a piece in their games," is something you once said.
I am a Mockingjay hear me sing,
I strike fear into the capitol with one lift of my wing.
I am the girl who was on fire; watch me set aflame,
I am no longer just a piece in your game.
Literature
The Hunger games
In a world where so many die
The only thing you can do is try
All 23 will be against you,
but they feel that way too
The crowd can help in deciding your fate
If you are either valuable or dead weight
Your mentor will train you
Unless it's Haymitch, then they'll say "Forget you"
You shall be treated like king or queen
Your life will feel serene
Until the final day comes
Then the dread will pound like drums
As you stand on your podium
You hope you will blossom
Because death is soon
And the audience will watch as if it is a cartoon
You will run for your life
With the wildlife
Some will make it and some will perish
Chances are in anguish
Whe
Literature
The Hunger Games
Heart's pounding
Leaves shake
Through trees bounding
The highest stake.
Ground alive
Insects crawl
Weapons bright
Kill them all.
Fire burns
Sniffs nose
Target turns
Eyes close.
Two left
Me and him
Hearts cleft
Only him.
Fist tight
Swallow fake
The last fight
The only stake.
Literature
The Hunger Games-- Live game
How to play:
THE HUNGER GAMES
Materials:
Minimum 8 people, maximum 12
1 roll of masking tape
2 minimum, 4 maximum game makers
2 red hats, 1 yellow hat, 1 purple hat, blue hats for all game makers
Weapons (all weapons have a bit of masking tape on them):
3 long sticks (swords)
2 Frisbees (chakrams)
4 tennis balls (bombs/grenades) limit one to each player
2 (Nerf) toy guns (blow darts)
5 short sticks (daggers)
Large area with obstacles i.e.; trees, rocks, playground etc.
Game makers base with timing device and weapon cache
Bottles labelled
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Featured in Groups
I just read the three books in the series of The Hunger Games, and they really got me thinking about life. They made me wonder if we will ever really resort to watching people die for our own amusement and the scary thing is...I wouldn't be surprised if we did.
I tried to capture all of the emotions that Katniss had hidden inside her. She is really a complex person to figure out. Notice how in the poem I always am referring to two different people. This is because she is pouring out all of her emotions to all of the living and dead she loved from just the tributes in the games to all of her closest companions.
It is also sort of like the list she always says in her head. She starts from the most simple and goes to the most complex. She must have been at the end of the list by this time. Remember,"May the odds be ever in your favor!"
*Should I have begun with:
I am in love with the boy with the bread,
"I don't want to be just a piece in their games," is something you once said, and then ended with I am no longer a piece in your games so they mirrored each other?
*Is the punctuation okay?
*I wanted this poem do be very intense and dark. Did you get those feelings?
*Should I have put:
I am the girl who was on fire; watch me start the flames,
I am no longer just a piece in your games.
Or should I just keep it the way it is?
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I tried to capture all of the emotions that Katniss had hidden inside her. She is really a complex person to figure out. Notice how in the poem I always am referring to two different people. This is because she is pouring out all of her emotions to all of the living and dead she loved from just the tributes in the games to all of her closest companions.
It is also sort of like the list she always says in her head. She starts from the most simple and goes to the most complex. She must have been at the end of the list by this time. Remember,"May the odds be ever in your favor!"
*Should I have begun with:
I am in love with the boy with the bread,
"I don't want to be just a piece in their games," is something you once said, and then ended with I am no longer a piece in your games so they mirrored each other?
*Is the punctuation okay?
*I wanted this poem do be very intense and dark. Did you get those feelings?
*Should I have put:
I am the girl who was on fire; watch me start the flames,
I am no longer just a piece in your games.
Or should I just keep it the way it is?
[link]
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This is sooooo good. I featured it in my journal, if you want me to take it off i can... here is the link: [link]