Poem: The Wingless Bluebird by Nadja Spiegelman, Stuyvesant High School Student

Shimmers, ripples, shatters breaks

Frosted glass in crystal lakes

Soft as air and hard as stone

Violence vibrates in each bone

Pulsing through the telephone

Orange bursts, flashing bright

Fireworks tear through the night

Colored lights dance on the wall

Music throbbing through it all

Stand up proud and stand up tall

Block it from your battered brain

Lock the doors against the pain

Cruel as crimson, cold as ice

Hurting once and hurting twice

Barricade your paradise

Let the screaming children cry

Let the wingless bluebird fly