Poetry

Poem in response to No Poverty
January 2018

We are far from home.

Empty fields,

empty house.

We left...

By Caroline Sun
Poem in response to No Poverty
January 2018

If you can’t face the fac(e)ts of the coin;

Even as lives flicker on its rim,

Each cent a greater weight, a line in the sand;

Consider...

By Ilana Arougheti
Poem in response to No Poverty
January 2018
By Grace Muresan

We live in a bubble,

Gilded with gold.

We can’t see the trouble,

The sorrow untold...

Poem in response to No Poverty
January 2018

Among twenty sleeping campesinos,

The only thing moving 

Was the pencil of a girl...

By Jenny Li
Poem in response to Zero Hunger
February 2018
Poem in response to Zero Hunger
February 2018

Stomach grumbles,

So I reach for a snack.

If there’s nothing to eat,

I’m taken aback...

By Kelsey Cashman

you learn to ignore it.

the rumble in your gut

the silent plea from your stomach for food

the craving slowly consumes you...

By Mofe Akinyanmi
Poem in response to Zero Hunger
February 2018

The man gets up from his sleeping bag

And he looks around, his feet he drags

To the nearest place where he can beg for food

Because just a morsel would do him good...

By Grace Muresan
Poem in response to Good Health and Well-being
March 2018

One foot in front of the other,

I adjust my sari,

Glancing down at my bare feet,

The ground moist and hard...

By Amrita Bhasin
Poem in response to Good Health and Well-being
March 2018
Poem in response to Good Health and Well-being
March 2018

They call me water. I go by other names as well: the ocean, the sea, rivers, even H2O, but the most common one is water. Everyone needs me. I’m essential for life, which makes me a sort of celebrity on this planet...

By Mofe Akinyanmi

A little mosquito, landing on a arm

Killed easily

Kills easily

I grimace, squash it...

By Karen Wu
Poem in response to Good Health and Well-being
March 2018
Poem in response to Good Health and Well-being
March 2018

I walk down the hall

Eyes and whispers follow

I’ve heard them so often

That all the taunts fall hollow...

By Kelsey Cashman

“It doesn’t hurt,” the mother said

He thought about the blood

His mother dragged him out of bed

And he laid like a couch spud...

By Grace Muresan
Poem in response to Quality Education
April 2018
Poem in response to Quality Education
April 2018

The teacher begins to hand out tests

Making her way between the desks.

She hands me mine, I give it a look

Then flip it over, try not to seem shook...

By Kelsey Cashman

A traveling door that leads to all places,

A gateway for scholars that memorizes faces,

And each lucky student, knowing or not,

Is given a key that costs quite lot...

By Grace Muresan
Poem in response to Quality Education
April 2018

The Student

I wish

I didn’t have to go

to school...

By Caroline Sun
Poem in response to Gender Equality
May 2018

My darling, what a tough world to bring you into:

Too muddy for a princess,

Too steep for a sprite,

Too risky for a sculpture...

By Ilana Arougheti
Poem in response to Quality Education
May 2018
Poem in response to Gender Equality
May 2018

I know it gets hard sometimes. It’s not easy to live in a world where everything seems to be against you. Where some of us don’t get the opportunities to learn, where some of us don’t have access to the things we need, where all of us, from the moment we...

“If you were a boy you could study law.”

If you looked upon me and you saw

The soul of a man’s

My hardworking hands...

By Mofe Akinyanmi
By Grace Muresan
Poem in response to Gender Equality
May 2018
Poem in response to Clean Water & Sanitation
June 2018

What is gender?

Is it a label?

It certainly holds a lot of power

Gender determines our role in society...

By Georgia Bernbaum

It trickles slowly

Down the lips,

Slithers through the throat,

A quick, cool stream

By Mofe Akinyanmi
Poem in response to Clean Water & Sanitation
Poem in response to Clean Water & Sanitation
June 2018
June 2018

We take it for granted,

Always being able

To reach for a glass of water,

Even though 663 million people, a...

By Kelsey Cashman

O water so impure, why must I try

So hard to shake your taint of rot and ground?

You fill the air, but I’m left high and dry:

Two-thirds of me, but not one drop around.

By Ilana Arougheti
Poem in response to Clean Water & Sanitation
June 2018
Poem in response to Clean Water and Sanitation
June 2018

Water.

I need water

But what can I do?

There is no water

By Karen Wu

The jar is strong with walls of hardened clay,

Its heat-glazed outside patterned black and gray.

Hand after hand has gripped its rounded rim,

And countless water drops have passed its brim.

By Caroline Sun
Poem in response to Affordable and Clean Energy
July 2018

Standing outside, in the sun’s glare.

Deep breath in, lungs fill with air

So crisp and cool, refreshingly clean.

All around, no pollution to be seen.

By Kelsey Cashman
Poem in response to Affordable and Clean Energy
July 2018

Burning and burning

Every day

Until Earth is spent

The air is thick...

By Karen Wu
Poem in response to Affordable and Clean Energy
July 2018

Click.

Before you can even blink,

the lights flicker

on, illuminating your room

By Caroline Sun
Poem in response to Decent Work and Economic Growth
August 2018

All our lives

We are told to work.

Chores, school, summer jobs-

Do whatever you can...

By Kelsey Cashman
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Poem in response to Decent Work and Economic Growth
August 2018

Strike! Pull back,

Strike! Pull back,

The hoe is heavy

I’m not ready

By Grace Muresan
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Poem in response to Industry, Innovation and Infrastructure
Sep 2018

Dear World,

I’ve had a vision. A foresight into what lies in the future. There was once a time where we dreamed of flying cars, spaceships and intelligent robots, and those dreams are close to coming into...

By Mofe Akinyanmi
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Poem in response to Industry, Innovation and Infrastructure
Sep 2018

I sleep in comfort because I have a great bed,

I go to a good school and learn facts that fill my head,

I drink clean water and eat what I desire,

What more could I want? Many will inquire.

By Grace Muresan
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Poem in response to Reduced Inequalities
October 2018

And our ancestors scrapped like matadors,

Blood-lusted and blind, lashing madly out

At any sign of something different. We soured in the heat, clumping and clotting, no uniting flow.

By Ilana Arougheti 
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October 2018

I remember when I was younger and eavesdropped on my parents’ conversations

They talked society and politics

I remember when I was younger and saw them struggle...

By Georgia Bernbaum
Poem in response to Reduced Inequalities
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October 2018

We are equal.

No person is worth less than another.

Age, race, sex, class-

None of that should matter...

By Kelsey Cashman
Poem in response to Reduced Inequalities
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October 2018

People always say the thing about being in love

Is that no matter who it’s with it will be blessed from above.

Yet another thing that people tend to say

Is that sinful love is being gay...

By Grace Muresan
Poem in response to Reduced Inequalities
Shanghai
Nov 2018
Poem in response to Sustainable Cities and Communities

I used to dream of flying cars and spaceships way up high

And clear skies of spotless blue and animals roaming free

But now that I am grown up I know this is a lie.

Because with economic growth there always comes a fee...

By Grace Muresan
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Dec 2018
Poem in response to Responsible Consumption and Production

Plop! into the garbage disposal it goes

But after that? Well no one knows

Think of what was used to make

The simplest things for goodness sake!

By Grace Muresan
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Poem in response to Climate Action
Jan 2019

No more winters with falling snow.

In no more rivers will water flow.

The once soft kiss of a passing breeze

Will instead make you cough and sneeze.

By Kelsey Cashman
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Jan 2019
Poem in response to Climate Action

I live in Florida and sometimes wonder:

In how many days will my city go under?

Our country started out as an empty canvas

But will my state be the next Atlantis?

By Grace Muresan
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Feb 2019
Poem in response to Life Below Water

A plastic bottle

Left carelessly on the beach

Drifts across oceans

Choking a seabird

By Amrita Bhasin
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Poem in response to Life Below Water
Feb 2019

Seagrass

covers undulating fields, whisper-soft green

Small fish

Streak, tiny orange comets in a vast ocean

By Caroline Sun
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Poem in response to Life On Land
Mar 2019

The woods are alive.

Saccharine song drips like honey from the trees,

interspersed with the gentle

pattering of small feet through verdant growth;

By Caroline Sun
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Mar 2019
Poem in response to Life On Land

a paw steps forwards

soft, the rich earth

that clutches tight

a wing flutters

By Karen Wu
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Mar 2019
Poem in response to Life On Land

A warm summer’s day,

But something is wrong-

No birds in the sky

Singing their songs,

By Kelsey Cashman
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Mar 2019
Poem in response to Life On Land

Walking through the woods,

Hearing no sound but silence.

Where have the birds gone?

By Kelsey Cashman
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Mar 2019
Poem in response to Life On Land

The portrait on my grandma’s wall once depicted truth,

Of swaths of forest, grass-green hills, and the bright blue sky’s forgiving youth,  But nowadays when people pose they go inside and the door they close. For where there were once plains and...

By Grace Muresan
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Apr 2019
Poem in response to Peace, Justice and Strong Institutions

I wake up at 6:00 am

I eat my breakfast: waffles with syrup

I put on my clothes: new jeans and a t-shirt         

I pack my backpack: notebooks, pencils, computer

Georgia Bernbaum
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Poem in response to Peace, Justice and Strong Institutions
Apr 2019

Every day I am afraid.

When I walk alone I walk

In fear and feeling betrayed.

When I’m alone I’m scared

By Grace Muresan
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Apr 2019
Poem in response to Peace, Justice and Strong Institutions

Shooting in the night

But the murderer runs free.

Where is the justice?

By Kelsey Cashman
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Poem in response to Partnerships for the Goals
May 2019

1. The first UN Goal in no poverty

To give support to those with little personal property

To raise their lives’ quality

Is our first priority

By Grace Muresan
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May 2019
Poem in response to Partnerships for the Goals

Seventeen goals,

To save our world.

Seventeen goals

To end the hurt.

By Kelsey Cashman
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