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Rachel Smith's Poem Hallelujah The Saviors Are Here

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I feel the static of the microphone hiss as my words project onto the stage; the cord of the mic is coiled around my left ankle, like a snake feeding on its prey. Adrenaline is rushing through my veins as poetry bursts out from my lungs; my words are louder than a bomb. Louder Than a bomb is the world’s largest youth poetry competition and it is the place where found the true meaning of diversity. The moment I set foot on stage is when I became aware of a strong community full of writers from different backgrounds. Rachel Smith’s Poem “Hallelujah, the Saviors are Here” gives a taste of LTAB while addressing issues around her community. By sharing individual experiences, communities are brought together and strengthened; however, these communities …show more content…

Over 100 teams throughout the United States come to the competition, but only 4 teams make it to the final round (YCA 1). Diversity is a major aspect of LTAB because the competition is so massive; poets travel from rural, suburban, and urban areas to voice their thoughts. The first time I competed in LTAB, I wrote a poem about my spilling a drink on a customer when I was a server at Steak N’ Shake. The competition was at an auditorium at Columbia College with teams of all ages from Chicago, Indiana, and the suburbs. I hear the emcee call my name as my team chants, “BC CREW! BC CREW! BC CREW!” As I walk on the stage I can feel eyes piercing my skin and bright lights flashing on my face. I hear side-conversations in the crowd while I stand alone before everyone’s judgement; I am an alien. My voice is white noise ready to be engulfed by the mic. I have exactly 3 minutes to prove my talent worthy...“Spewing out words of gibberish and insanity, These are the very things my apron is composed of. Buried in these tiny stitches are the vicious thoughts gnawing at my brain and you might miss this when I say it, but the dishes are getting in the way of the kitchen in my psyche...my bow tie is constricting me serving itself as a noose to each uncouth table I see, inflicting upon my sensibility...” In those 3 minutes, my mouth became dry as my heart pounded in double time. Each person in the audience had a different perspective and I was their vulnerable subject to study. The air in my lungs drained poetry and people were listening. For the first time in my life, I was able to forget about all the times I’ve felt insignificant. My fears and doubts were washed away and replaced with a true sense of community. Louder Than a Bomb was where I

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