AMP Poetry July 2013
The man was eating a fruit
He was such a brute
He traded for his loot
Afterwards he rumbled down the chute
The man was eating a fruit
Chandler, age 18
We are brothers, best friends, twins an the biggest enimes!
I have been through fights and beat downs
We have beat the crap out of each other and said things
we never meant to each other
but no matter what we are
Always at the end of the day
we are simply….
Nothing less than…..
Brothers, best friends, twins and the biggest enimes.
Charles, age 18
The Truth
~Come on it’s not hard, it’s just the truth
It’s not like you are paying for a kissing booth
~Speak for the heart and not your ears
The heart wants more than just lies the heart wants the truth
~I see the pain in your eyes. I see the blockade of your lies
You don’t have to be ashamed we all been through that game
Alanea & Brittany
My brother kisses frogs.
And when he runs he falls over logs.
Frogs like to hop.
But don’t like to stop.
And they live in bogs.
Kyleigh, age 10
Silver is like aluminum foil
You can wrap it in a coil
A coil can be in a wire
Which is also a telephone wire which can be higher
D’Lissa, age 11
The color she had was violet
She needed a plane & and a pilot
She needed to get away from the smell
It was so bad it sounded the bell
What an awful thing that made her close her eyelets
Jerrica, age 16
It’s all about the glue
When it’s all on the blue
It’s all about you
But it’s not for two
It’s not for you to chew
Cameron, age 14
I set sight of the gold
To steal it would be bold
The gold falls to the floor
I slam the door
I sold the gold
Mynisha, age 16
Fear
If I lame out you would shun
me you would hate me
I live in fear you would
found out you would hate
me you would abandon
me I would be left
to fend for myself
Sam, age 16
Razz
I have a friend
His name is Razz
Razz makes pain go away,
Razz made me happy,
He made me pain free,
He made me bleed,
He made me feel,
Feel what no guy had me feel before.
My friend Razz has to go away,
My friend Razz has hurt me deeply,
My friend Razz is a razor blade.
Anonymous, age 16
So many mean words said, so many mean things done
I’m so sorry for all the things I’ve done but I can’t
Get the words out
The words are stuck in the base of my throat
As the tears streak down your face
The words build in my throat but the wrong words come out
The words that come out aren’t meant for you
They are meant for….me
I punish myself for what I have done
I cry every minute for how I hurt you yet my eyes don’t leak
My heart weeps for the damage that I have done
I want so badly to fix everything
I want to fix everyones problems but my own
I’m afraid to go home
I’m afraid to hurt the ones I live
I’m afraid I will ruin all that I have worked towards
I know I have to try
I know I have to fix what I’ve done
I know because my heart is telling me so
My heart is telling me I have to go home and make things right
Alanea, age 17
Life is a journey. I love to play basketball.
I hear people say you can't you'll miss
but I keep going.
I use my words instead of my fist.
I see my friends and I close my eyes
I do my best and I make my shot.....
You won't believe that I made it in.
Carter, age 11
AMP is a youth-driven, statewide group that seeks to unleash the full potential for personal growth among foster and adoptive children in Iowa. AMP offers leadership opportunities, service learning projects, speaking opportunities, and educational/vocational assistance. AMP also provides the life skills youth need to become self-sufficient, independent adults.
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| Cedar Rapids | Marshalltown |
| Council Bluffs | Mason City |
| Davenport | Ottumwa |
| Des Moines/Mobile | Sioux City |
| Dubuque | Waterloo |
