Ravin Rathnayake, Year 8, Haileybury College Edrington, has won the Student Poetry Competition in the Years 7-8 Category for his poem, Hope.
This is what the judges said:
A sophisticated and hopeful journey across the globe during the pandemic. Each new reading reveals much to consider and admire.
You can read Ravin’s poem below, along with the students awarded honourable mentions in the category for their outstanding work.
By Ravin Rathnayake
The brand-new decade.
Quiet and silent.
We are quiescent.
Like the Mauna Kea.
Everyone stopped and froze in time.
It is the beginning of an end.
It all started in Wuhan.
A small city in the Middle Kingdom.
It multiplied like wildfire,
A plague that would make Earth sleep.
Rome, a place in “Lo Stivalo” (the boot1) was having a ball.
The scent of arancini and trapizzino filled the air.
Everyone was happy and peaceful.
Until that same invisible thing,
Gave birth to a pandemonium.
“Mama? Papa? Is Antonio coming over?”
The petite lass asked innocently.
“No bella mia2. Mi dispiace3”
Her parents were solemn and sad.
Nothing but grief, was shown.
How can something invisible to the naked eye shut down the Earth?
It expanded over the lands and seas.
Birds stopped tweeting.
The sand at beaches missed touching human feet,
And stroking them underwater.
It was painful; dreadfully painful.
The Statue of Liberty was despondent
When the Big Apple closed its doors.
Mount. Fuji was struck with grief, as it froze in fear.
The Rainbow Serpent never unleashed its true colours on the Uluru.
Everyone. Fell. Asleep.
Then, a hope was born.
A hope to survive.
A hope to stay together.
A hope for this to end.
A hope for return…
It was time for people
To open their hearts and be grateful.
Grateful to survive the hardship.
Grateful to have hope.
Hope is a powerful feeling.
Hope gives us what we need.
Hope is our fuel.
Thou should have hope to survive.
Hope is what wakes us up.
Because of hope, the world is awakening.
We applaud those sacrificing their lives
For the sake of others.
We are pacing closer and closer
To our goal.
Like a baby turtle
Wading to the ocean for the first time.
Hope secretly feeds and strengthens humanity.
When confronted with adversity,
Hope can be our best friend. Forever.
1– the boot (lo stivalo) is a nickname for Italy because of its shape like a boot.
2– “bella mia” means my sweetheart in Italian
3– “mi dispiace” means I’m sorry in Italian
Lotus Das-Hyland, Year 8, Lauriston Girls’ School
Coming Out for Air
Amy Pearce, Year 8, Mooroolbark College,
Crack the Whip
Alice Kennedy, Year 7/8, The Geelong College
If I was a Song
William McDougall, Year 7, Trinity Grammar School,
The Times I’ll Never Forget
Winter, by Adele Bilney, Year 2, Ivanhoe Girls’ Grammar School
Silver Lining, by Mehak Soin, Year 4, Melbourne Girls Grammar
After the Fire, by Felicity van Rensburg, Year 5, Harkaway Hills College
Hope in a Whistle, by Haelie Roberts, Year 9, Olivet Christian College
Summer Longings, by Derek Villaceran, Year 12, Lilydale High School