I am Human by Silas Owen 

    I am a human

    I wonder why we walk this planet

    I hear nothing but inquiries and questions

    I see so many colors exploding from this ball were on

    I want to know what's beyond us 

    I am a wandering spirit

    I pretend that there's got to be something after

    I feel scared because we're so small and insignificant

    I worry, wondering if there's actually a point

    I cry trying to find impossible answers to life's questions

    I am human

    I understand so little of what actually happens around me

    I say, why not wonder what's beyond us

    I dream about what else there is to know and see

    I try to imagine that I'll live forever in some way or another

    I hope that there's something after or a good reason to reach the finish line

    I am a human

Silas

Goofy, funny, interesting, tired

Son of Katrina Kazubowski

Lover of almost all food, football, and videogames

Who feels exhausted, calm, and humorous

Who needs sleep, cereal, and coffee to survive sometimes

Who gives input care and comfort to whoever needs it

Who fears heights, speeches, and scariest of all women

Who would like to see the next day the morning sunrise and all of my close friends

Resident of Tierrasanta

Owen

Titanic

At two twenty in the morning 

It was exactly two twenty in the morning

They watched as it slowly submerged

Not enough lifeboats were prepared

At two twenty in the morning

They watched as fifteen hundred disappeared

At two twenty in the morning

An Iceberg claimed over a thousand

At two twenty in the morning

The metal beast drowning

Taken down by a white giant

At two twenty in the morning

You could hear the beast screeching and screaming

At two twenty in the morning

So many staying with the wallowing beast

At two twenty in the morning 

The majority of them are men and elderly

Left with this lonesome beast sinking in sorrow

At two twenty in the morning

It was exactly two twenty in the morning

The 705 who left found shore

The other fifteen hundred are suffering

At two twenty in the morning

No later, no earlier

It was exactly two twenty in the morning