By Julia, age 14, New York
Questions for which there are no answers
Rivet through variables of time.
Time, in its unending presence
Occasionally seems undefined.
Who are we to infatuate with things
That does not possess human control?
Who are we to sit in silence
In a world that is so cold?
Let us arise - Let us sing!
Time, may it facilitate the things
Destiny screams for us in glee.
Tonight, may it be right
So that we may illuminate pure light.