BY SANURA LOKULIYANAGE, YEAR 6, 2019
Blue water curled up accelerating forward
pushing the rocks
screaming at them to move,
screaming for a millennia
As the rocks stayed solid,
dead for eons,
The ocean and the rocks seem alike
but always hate
This poem was written during a Write On Saturday class with our tutor, Claire Wright.
© The School for Young Writers and the poet, 2019.