poem from writing camp

I am from Siena Heights soccer camp
and the awesome lunches they had there
from playing games
to doing drills
and making friends
I am from people yelling ''pass me the ball''
to coaches telling me to''try this next time''
from having fun to being serious
I am from having water fights with friends on the hot days
and giant tubs of purple gatorade
from dribbling, passing, and shooting
from coach Hans to coach Scooter
and all the players running around

Once the smoke clears

In WWII on Cristmas Eve in a battle in germany a american col. saw threw his binoculars a white flag had been raised. "Are they surrendering?"
The col. and other leaders went over to the german camp expecting people bleeding and dieing. But instead seeing banners hung saying "Lustig Cristfest Americans"!
That night the americans and the germans celebrated cristmas together as fellow men.
Then next day they were back to killing each other.
When the smoke clears we are all men, fellow people who are equal in every way.
Man wages war to try and prove this fact wrong.
But it doesnt change the fact that we are all people who live our lives then die like everyone else
So do you think think this is true?
I the bird of hermes thinks so

A wise bird

A wise bird once said
"Hard work beats talent when talent refuses to work hard"

hermes birds name is cole

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hermes birds poem of life

I know I know, what angers you so
after all these years i see
the signs i have caught have showed me
if you had not
but now i beleive it is me

The bird of hermes

The bird of hermes is my name
eating my own wings to make me tame