"Africa" in my head
Chorus repeats again
Can't get it out
Won't let
The sound fade out
Of my head
Now it takes me
To a river, small
Trickling through
The desert
Through the wild
And free
Bubbles of thoughts
Feeding in
My brain, faster
Gushing down
A waterfall of
Evening sky and clouds
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8th Grade Poems, To and From
PoetryAnother collection of poems from 8th-grade minds! These poems conclude our personal struggles, ups and downs, and friendships (with one another and others) throughout this year. We hope you enjoy and find special meaning for yourself in these poe...
