Fire Alarm

Today at school, someone pull the fire alarm four minutes before last bell. And this poem became of it.

 

Deafening screeches.

We pour out the door,

Calm as can be.

 

Calm as can be.

Except for me.

 

Is it a drill?

Could it be real?

Never has been,

Never will.

 

File out to the field.

Blistering hot.

Might as well be on fire.

 

The bell now rings.

The alarm still screams.

We file to buses,

To escape the sounds.

Reviews

[Wildecat]

Well for a 14 year old young lady this is some pretty good writing. Thanks for sharing.