The Girl and The Boy
This past May in English class, we entered the unit of Social Injustices. We first learned about the meaning of the words "Social Injustice" and then we chose a book to read that fits under the umbrella of that topic. I chose to read "All The Light We Cannot See" by Anthony Doerr. I have never loved a book so much in my life! It was so full of beautiful imagery and heartrending moments, that I cried for the last 150 pages. I can't tell you what happens, but if you chose to read this literary marvel, you will surely fall deeply in love with each of the characters, and later have your world crushed by the unforgiving hand of war. So because I felt so much love and sadness for the characters of the book, and I had so many creative juices bubbling inside me, I decided to write a poem about the two main characters, a German boy named Werner, and a blind French girl named Marie Laure. I really hope you enjoy it, and that it may inspire you to read Mr. Doerr's work.
The Girl
Part One
Dear little girl with the light in her eyes,
I know we've never met.
But dear little girl can I tell you a story?
So this world may never forget.
Once upon a time, not too long ago,
You played in the streets of Paris.
Buttercups and snail shells and slices of sunshine,
Life was yours to keep.
Do You remember
all you could see?
All of the colors,
the world seemed to dream.
But dear little girl with the freckles on her nose,
the world seemed to change quite a bit, didn't it?
Dear little girl, only God could know
what was to come of it.
When fire peppered the sky
like orange shards of glass.
Buildings crumbled to sand.
Nothing seemed to last.
And dear little girl who's not little anymore,
How can you sleep at night?
Hearing the echos of bullets and static on the radio
How can we pretend that everything's all right?
It's hard to remember
when everything's so dark and cold.
Your youth, the stories, the dreams,
and now you have grown old.
The Boy
Part Two
Dear little boy with the hair white as snow,
how have you been?
Dear little boy how old would you be now
if evil couldn't win?
One, two, three, four and add fourteen more,
that's all that you had to live.
Fixing up the radios and eating German chocolates.
That's the best that the war could give.
Would you remember
French by the fireside,
little sisters pig tails
and standing at the coal mines?
But dear little boy with eyes so sparkling blue,
I really must know,
Dear little boy, do you still ask questions,
and think about Jutta too?
A night darker that black
speckled with bits of light.
One wrong step in the direction of home
and you never came back.
And dear little boy who stayed forever young,
what would you be today?
A great scientist or a well-known professor?
Would you watch your children play?
You left this world too early,
Oh what you could be.
The boy, the girl, a war,
ans all the light we cannot see.
~Amber Meyer 2016
So I really hope you enjoyed that , especially if you read the book. Please continue to spread the word about my blog. Thanks so much and lots of luv!
~Ciao!
