Today 3G wrote some poems based on the poem ‘The Sound Collector’ .
A stranger called this morning
Dressed in black and grey
Put every sound into a bag
And carried them away.
The screaming when it is the fire bell
The twisting the door lock
The shouting of the children
The ticking off the clock
The flicking of the paper
The writing with the pencil
The kicking of the football is
The scraping of the stencil
A stranger called this morning
He didn’t leave his name
Left us only silence
Life will never be the same.
By Anthoun