We ended our performance with a piece about "Non uniform Day", with the backing music of Raag Jog. This raag also has a dark quality, Akash and Rishii put together a kind of groove to it. This poem was suppose to convey a profound, positive messege, which is why we felt the groove was appropriare. Rishii and Akash showed their musical dexterity in this peace with extra emphasis where I left a gap. The idea was to also emphasie the emtions through music. The extra twists they both added earned us a standing ovation when we finished.
Non uniform day.
Non uniform
day
A lot to
say
The line of
fire
Because of
my attire.
Mocked by
the school,
Made to
look a fool.
My alleged
friends,
They deserted me.
I looked at
my watch,
The day
dragged.
Treated
like a parrasite,
Sat in
isolation.
Crying my
eyes out,
What was
the fuss about.
Having no
voice
and no choice.
Now they
pass me in the street
And want to
meet and greet.
Suddenly,I’m
good enough
Outshing
them all.
Not
sponging from the state
No
excessive weight.
A sense of
class,
Not a chav.
My childhood they tried to rob,
now stuck in a dead end job.
Pregnant as a child.
Contraction of a disease.
Looking back,
I've come a long way.
And feel empowered,
a bully is a coward.
My childhood they tried to rob,
now stuck in a dead end job.
Pregnant as a child.
Contraction of a disease.
Looking back,
I've come a long way.
And feel empowered,
a bully is a coward.
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