I M P A C T// Poem by Bianca Free

Swaying in the wind
there was a small leaf of golden brown.
It landed in a pond
and rippled the water.

And the waves the leaf created
expanded further and further,
and soon they started
crawling onto land.

The ground began to ripple,
the Earth began to shake.
The creatures underground
began to wake.

They left from their hiding
to hide once again
and to stay hidden
from the building quake.

But the ripple grew intense
throughout the world.
It split the ground apart
and swallowed people up.

And God saw the destruction
of the golden leaf
from his Heavens.
He dried up the pond.

The waves ceased
and the leaf shriveled in its barrenness.
It reached for water
but there was none to be found.

It died in the heat
of the laughing sun,
but its impact
was not forgotten.