Slam Poetry Showcase!
This year, our Year 7 English students took the stage with an exciting slam poetry task.
Slam poetry serves as a powerful platform for self-expression and social commentary, allowing poets to share personal experiences while addressing important issues. It fosters community engagement and encourages artistic innovation through performance.
Get ready to celebrate their voices as we share highlights from their incredible work. Join us in cheering them on and discovering the power of poetry—let the slam begin!
Poem 1: We NEED to CONNECT
By Gemma Makatoa and Sun Kim
We need to connect
Social Media affects our social life
Scrolling on our phone all day
Not being able to play outside
No time to connect
Or get off the NET
It makes us feel bad about ourselves
Is it really necessary?
Social Media
Scrolling on our phones all day
Instead of seeing our friends in person,
We see them on instagram doing a dance.
As our connections worsen,
As there could be a chance
We aren’t friends
Trying to keep up with the trends.
Social Media affects our social life
We need to get this one right
Real world connections, number one
We are social people,
We need to connect
Social Media affects our social life
Scrolling on our phone all day
Not going outside
No time to connect
Or get off the NET!
When was the last time you felt good about yourself
After someone has made a post?
It’s addictive
We need to STOP!
You know what’s right
Get outside, step outside into that good light.
Poem 2: Social media
By Leah Bateup, Jemimah Shariff and Arianna Tahhan
In my hand this tiny thing
A rectangle that makes me king
I scroll and swipe tap and type
In this world of endless hype
Pictures, posts and videos fly
It’s a fake reality that everyone buys
Friends and likes, they come in fast
But does this happiness really last?
Filters on, I’m looking cool
But really it just makes me look like a fool
Behind the screen am I the same
Or is this just a silly game?
Followers count, the numbers grow
Do they really care? Do they know?
Likes and hearts, they fuel the fire
But do they lift me any higher?
When the battery dies and the screen goes black
Do I still feel like I’m on track?
In this online world, I wear a mask
Finding true self, that’s the real task
I wonder what it means to me
To live a life where I feel free
Free from likes and follows too
To be myself, not someone new?
This world inside my little screen
It’s not as simple as it seems
So lets put down this magic box
And step outside, forget the clocks.
Real friends, real laughs, let’s make a start
Connecting face to face, heart to heart.
Poem 3: Adulthood
By Teresa Santosa & Bella Beaumont
In the constitution
There is an institution
The adults have to work and work, and work and work and work
Then kids could play and play, until the clouds went grey
Then there will be the day
When they will have to pay
Then the life of adult work
Will begin to lurk
The mentality and stability
And all of their mobility
Then it will feel as though the world will crumble
And the people around you will begin to tumble
However strange it may be
You’ve passed the age of adolescents
It will feel as though your childhood has slipped away
But when the sun slowly goes down
Lay your head to rest
For you have been freed
Although the work just will seem like chains
Think about how much you’ll gain
Decisions, decisions
All of their conditions
Now all of your choices
And everything that you can do
And everything that you want to be
And everything that you can be
And everything that you want to do
Forever now you are never alone
For it is your day
And things will finally go your way
The many earnings you’ve had to beg for
It will finally rest in your hands
Save or buy
For your future, so bright
Use it to your delight
For now it’s the time
You can play by your own rules
You are not just somebody else’s tool
Not your parents
Not your peers
You will never be anybody’s little fool
For this is your day
And things will finally go your way
Poem 4: Rubbish
By Clarissa Sulim, Abigail Halias and Evangeline Manubawa
Rubbish isn’t true
Because it’s really blue
If you go outside
Open your eyes wide
And see the truth
Let’s go youth!
Rubbish can’t break down
Into the ground
Look at the sea
Then look back at me
See the rubbish floating there?
It will lead to a turtle’s despair!
And one day when the endangered turtles go extinct
The amount of rubbish we leave will be very succinct.
And don’t forget the air pollution
That could flow into the institution
And when all the people get terribly sick
You’ll be known as the centre of the trick
Leaving old paper on the pathway
Causes our trees to be cast away
Don’t forget the wrappers
From your very graham crackers
So let’s all come together
Clean up our earth NOW
Let’s be clever
Poem 5: “Why can’t I look like her?”
By Emirea Shrestha, Jingling Xu, Kathy Pham
Unrealistic standards and fake news
To the point I can’t even snooze
I am constantly being compared
About things I used to not care
Likes, Comments, Follows
I am being called boring
All the time I’m on my phone staring
Looking at other people’s bodies
Beautiful and perfect
Why does my body always need correction?
Since when were we so concerned
About celebrities’ life?
Sometimes we have to be quiet
Makeup, Plastic surgery, Diets
High Beauty Standards, Fast Fashion
Since when did all of these so-called rules come into place?
And when did I actually care about my face?
Blush, Mascara, Lip Gloss
My face needs to be a certain colour or look
Just for a person to give you a friendly look
And give you the foot!
Social Media
Is telling us that we are not good enough for this world
Social Media I should say
Bye, Bye…
I no longer want to play.
Poem 6: Why the Mask?
By Emily Le, Susannah Johnson and Chanel Nguyen
Everyday I rock up to school
Girls painted with makeup.
They look so pretty!
Maybe I can be pretty too?
Maybe I need to wear some too,
so can I fit in with you?
I must wear makeup tomorrow!
I must hide my ugliness under the clay mask!
Everyone feels the same
But no one says so for fear of being lame.
Appearance is what I think about day to day
Even though I should be thinking about what I say
I don’t know how to say
I pay to slay everyday but it’s never enough
But why is appearance so important?
Why can’t we just be ourselves
Why can’t you just look like you!?
So we can be true!
We spend hours and hours
Trying to look like flowers
Beauty standards are too high
Your inner self feels like it has to hush
Why must I hide how I feel inside?
When will you know that there is beauty inside
So put makeup aside!
Why can’t you see?
Beauty standards aren’t real, just phony
All they do is make girls feel lonely!
So, why the mask I ask?
Just take it off
Unmask
So you can bask in the light of your true self.