Hunger Games

Plain as day

but dark as night,

cold as wind

hot as ice

The fiery feeling building up

as I hear

the songbirds sing goodnight

The dizzy feeling

from hardly sleeping,

and waking before dawn

The sound of my sword

slashing through leaves, tearing at the sleeves

that hang down my arm

The hum of a bee who clearly sees me

makes my eyes go hazy,

and they are full of plead

Hunger fills me,

but there is nothing to eat

Only that of which I can get

and feast like kings

An unfinished price to pay

that is what life will bring me today

This game is for more than

one,

even though our causes are

quite the same

One by one they all

go down,

until that final one

stands alone

Will that one be you, or

are you destined to

go down first,

that is just it, no one knows

That is the point in making these blows

So I say good luck.

and hope you

survive,

Because I might send you a prize

Welcome, welcome

to

this odd pleasure

Of that which families grow

thinner with hunger

That is it,

you guessed it right,

I hope the

bugs don't get you tonight,

my finals words

before the timer starts

Are farewell,

And Welcome,

Welcome

to

the

Hunger

games


~MorganElizabeth
Composed on 4-04-12