Poetry
Katty Phann | Heathmont College |
7/8 English | Term 1 2025
In shadows deep where echoes fade,
A single spark defies the shade.
The sky is gray, the streets are bare,
Yet hope still lingers in the air.
Through broken glass and whispered fears,
A flower blooms, defying tears.
A hand still reaches, voices rise,
Stars still burn in ashen skies.
Though walls may rise and fires may glow,
The seeds of change still fight to grow.
For even when the world seems lost,
Hope survives—no matter the cost.
