Teen Poetry Collections

If My Fist Could Speak

by a young man, age 11

If my fist could speak it would say let’s hit him.
If it’s a girl, don’t. If it’s a guy, go get him
Because he was being mean. It makes me feel bad.
It reminds me of throwing rocks at my mom,
And cops got called, and it sounded of dreadful sorrow. 

If my tightened jaw could open, it would say
F- you because I’m sensitive. About everything.
My mom and my family.

If my eyes could speak, they would say
I don’t want to see that. I shouldn’t have done that
Because my eyes are connected to my brain
And my brain is connected to my choices.

If my pounding heart could speak, it would say I’m beating
Too fast, I’m going to have a heart attack.

If my fist could ask you a question, it would ask why
Did I do that?

If my jaw could open, it would ask you why
Am I doing this and why are you pissing me off
And I didn’t do anything wrong (If I didn’t).

If my eyes could speak, they would ask why
do I have to see this stuff.

If my pounding heart could speak, it would say
Could you please slow down.