Elena Plotkin Poems
I grew up with a bunch of others,
Just me with my sisters and brothers.
When I was younger, I was green and tough,
But as I grew older, I discovered life could be rough.
I changed and grew softer, some called me yellow.
But I was no coward, just a very cautious fellow.
Because where I come from you never know the day,
That your whole family gets eaten or just carted away.
Off Kilter Ii
You are a pull wagon that lost one wheel,
You don't have to travel on even keel.
You can still carry a load to and fro.
Even if you are off-kilter you must know,
that no matter, how hard I try to keep you up,
Only you can help yourself fully line-up.
You lost an essential part of who you once was,
But you're not another martyr of a lost cause.