Creative Reading Prize: To Kill A Mockingbird
Entered by: Alyssandria (15) from Doncaster
Book: To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee
A continuous reprimanding-
"To kill a mockingbird is a sin,
for all it does is sing."
Despite the seemingly never-ending taunts,
the mockingbird; shakes it feathers,
sings it’s song, no matter what weather.
Meanwhile, young boys gather;
eyes sparkling, noses scrunching,
they devise a silly little thing.
Giggling, they disperse amongst themselves,
All bent over to inspect the grass,
They search for sticks, stones and glass.
Oblivious, the mockingbird sings,
Voice alike the wind against chimes,
serenading its child at times.
Again, they accumulate,
Holding items against their chests,
They glance at the mockingbird’s nest.
They spread around the tree,
Childish smirks plastered on their faces,
All ready in each of their places.
“Go!” the eldest calls,
Unleashed is a tirade at the nest,
the mockingbird now distressed.
Helpless, the mockingbird flees,
Its attempts to protect its nest fruitless-
thus, rendered pathetic and useless.
Toppled to the ground is the nest,
The hatchling now passed on,
It’s young life, now long gone.
Ignorant to the bird’s mourning,
The boys laugh and gather around the mess,
They marvel at their destruction with success.
Once upon a little time,
the mockingbird would sing a little song,
never doing anything particularly wrong.
Which is why this anecdote begs the saying,
“To kill a mockingbird is a sin,
for all they ever do is sing.”