I Slam Therefore I am


Slam poetry is spoken-word poetry with attitude. A poetry slam is a contest for performers of this spoken word art in which poets are judged for their ability to convey a mood or feeling with their words, imagery and vocal style. Slam poetry began in Chicago in the 1980s, and now it’s so widespread that even some high schools have slam poetry teams that compete with other schools.


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Slam was born as a way of expressing oneself briefly, powerfully and impactfully.

Important tip: slam poems themselves rarely work well alone on the page, divorced from the actuality—or even the memory—of the poet’s voice, breath, and body.

Let’s watch this video from ted.com giving us useful tips to write our slam poem.

Misconceptions about slam:

1) Slam poetry is solely the domain of urban youth and hip-hop culture (like Eminem doing the dozens! Isn’t he a slam poet?)

2) Slam poetry is the same as beat poetry, which is the same as beatnik poetry (and therefore, if you go to a poetry slam, there will be snapping, berets, and soup bowls of coffee)

3) Slam poetry was a fad that died in the ’90s after Maggie Estep (like Doc Martens, ska, swing dancing, and baby-doll dresses)

4) Slam poets actually engage in physical combat, slamming one another to the ground and putting each other in headlocks.

It is extremely important to observe spoken word poets and learn from their performances. Observe what they put into their performance and how they grab the attention of the audience. Look at what gestures they make when performing a poem and determine what will work best for your individual performance.  Do not copy another person’s style, however. It is important to find your own performance style to express yourself. Rehearse the poem several times before performing in front of a live audience so you feel more comfortable.


Watch two great spoken performers that can teach us great lessons: slamming is about being ourserlves, loving ourselves the way we are, standing up and speaking out.

What are the issues these two poets raise?  How do they make their point? How do they raise awareness?  What aspect of their performance did you like the most? Why?

Here you find the script to Sarah Kay’s spoken word performance:


If you want to read and listen to other poems by Sarah’s click here to access her webpage.

Here you can find the words of Shane’s poem “To This Day”:


If you have an ipad or a tablet, you can download the App.  It is free and it is great.  I love it!  Hope you will like it too.

Should you like to know more about this spoken word artist, click here to get to his webpage.

What would you like to slam about?

Let’s take one step at a time.

Let’s make things easier (at least this is my objective!) for you.

I chose a nice slam poem dealing with the issue of discrimination.  It is performed by a young poet, so closer to you in age, thus hopefully more appealing to you.  The text will help you with the appreciation of the scope of this performance.

Please mind the gap.
Yes please mind the gap between you and me.
The gap caused solely by ethnicity
And the hue of the skin that covers me
200 years after the abolition of slavery
So please mind the gap.
Your skin protects you
And my skin does what?
My skin betrays me cos it’s not what they want.
They being you, members of this ‘multicultural’ society,
Where skin tone nor background is not what we see.
May I disagree, or would that be seen as aggression because it’s coming from me?
So please mind the gap
Content of character is only looked at after the fact that I’m from Africa.
Stacked up on that slave boat like a box of cargo,
Not knowing for how long they were stuck or where they were gonna go.
Harriet Tubman and Martin Luther King cried so freedom songs we could sing.
And here we are, back on platform one,
wishing a freer future for our sons.
So please mind the gap.
Yes, please mind the gap between you and me.
The gap that doesn’t need to be.
The Lord said come as you are: gentile, Jew, slave or free,
Black, white or Indian Cherokee.

What traits of slam poetry can you identify?

Now watch the following performance.  What does Katie Makkai denounce with her slam?  What does she want to share with the audience?  What important point does she make?  Do you share her view?  Why (not)? Is the theme of her slam close to you?  Why (not)?

The text under the video will help you should you struggle with the understanding of her performance.

When I was just a little girl I asked my mother WHAT WILL I BE? WILL I BE PRETTY? WILL I BE PRETTY? WILL I BE PRETTY? What comes next? All right. Will I be rich, which is almost pretty depending on where you shop. And the pretty question infects from conception passing blood and breath into cells the word hangs from our mothers’ hearts in a shrill fluorescent floodlight of worry. WILL I BE WANTED? WORTHY? PRETTY? But puberty left me this fun house mirror dry ad, teeth set at science fiction angles, crooked nose, face donkey-long and pockmarked when the hormones went finger painting MY POOR MOTHER. HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN? YOU’LL HAVE PORCELAIN SKIN AS SOON AS WE CAN SEE A DERMATOLOGIST, YOU SUCKED YOUR THUMB THAT’S WHY YOUR TEETH LOOK LIKE THAT, YOU WERE HIT IN THE FACE WITH A FRISBY WHEN YOU WERE SIX OTHERWISE YOUR NOSE WOULD HAVE BEEN JUST FINE, DON’T WORRY, WE’LL GET IT ALL FIXED, SHE WOULD SAY. Grasping my face, twisting it this way, then that as though it were a cabbage she might buy. But this is not about her, not her fault, she too was raised to believe the greatest asset she could bestow upon her awkward little girl was a marketable façade. By sixteen I was pickled with ointments, medications, paroxides, teeth coralled into steel prongs laying in a hospital bed face packed with gauze cushioning the brand new nose the surgeon had carved. Belly gorged on two pints of my own blood I had swallowed under anaesthesia and every convulsive twist of my gut like my body screaming at me from the inside out, “WHAT… DID YOU LET THEM DO TO YOU?” All the while this never ending chorus droning on and on like the IV needle dripping liquid beauty into my blood WILL I BE PRETTY? WILL I BE PRETTY? like my mother unwinding the giftwrap to reveal the bouquet of daughter her 10 thousand dollars bought her – pretty pretty: And now I have not seen my own face in ten years. I HAVE NOT SEEN MY OWN FACE IN TEN YEARS. But this is not about me. This is about the self-mutilating circus we have painted ourselves clowns in, about women who will prowl thirty storeys in six malls to find the right cocktail dress but who haven’t a clue where to find fulfilment or how to wear joy wandering through life shackled to a shopping bag beneath the tyranny of those two pretty syllables, about men wallowing on bar stools drearily practising attraction and everyone who will drift home tonight crestfallen because not enough strangers have found you suitably fuckable. This is about my own someday daughter when you approach me already stung, stained with insecurity begging MUM WILL I BE PRETTY? Will I be pretty? I will wipe that question from your mouth like cheap lipstick and answer NO. The word PRETTY is unworthy of everything you will be and no child of mine will be contained in five letters, you will be pretty INTELLIGENT, pretty CREATIVE, pretty AMAZING, but you will never be merely pretty!

Katie Makkai, National Poetry Slam, 2002

By now you have been able to grasp lots of important features of slam poetry.  Let’s recap them in a neat and clear way for you all:

Slam Poetry doesn’t need to be a specific form of poetry. With that in mind, here are some common factors you’ll find in slam poems.

Make it original. It begins with an idea, feeling or story that the writer feels compelled to express. Writers can look to their personal experiences for ideas or take inspiration from the news, from songs, or from other poems or writings. The poet should express his/her feelings in his/her own voice, however, even when using another’s work as a starting point.

Time. Each poet has 3 minutes to perform. The poet should ask if the poem is working as intended. If not, slam poet Gayle Danley advises cutting the fat. Remove any phrases, references or digressions that weigh the poem down.

Simple & Relatable. Your poem should be able to reach your audience the first time it’s heard. Read and perform it for family & friends before competing. Ask them what is clear and what is not. Choose themes and subjects that many people can relate to, like relationships, politics, religion, insecurity, family-social issues, etc. Your poem should be clear and convey a message.

Rhythmic & Passionate. Your poem should have a rhythm that shows through your passionate performance. A slam poem moves the audience through different moods. How the poem is performed is at least as important as the content if not more! The poet needs to use dynamic words, imagery and performance styles to captivate an audience. Repetition is a popular and effective method for grabbing attention. Rhyming words are pleasing to the ear and can add cohesion to a piece. The writer should choose language that conveys an opinion or expresses an attitude.

(adapted from http://www.powerpoetry.org and http://www.ehow.com)

Should you need extra help, I would love you to address to the videos  Lyric Tips for Spoken Word Music Performances

Before you engage in your first slam, I would love you to watch the artist Prince Ea.  Listen carefully to his performance (the text will help you) and then do your slam in reply to his (if you disagree with him) or in support of his (if you agree with his point).

The world is coming to an end
The air is polluted, the oceans contaminated
The animals are going extinct, the economy’s collapsed
Education is shot, police are corrupt
Intelligence is shunned and ignorance rewarded
The people are depressed and angry
We can’t live with each other and we can’t live with ourselves
So everyone’s medicated
We pass each other on the streets
And if we do speak it’s meaningless robotic communication
More people want 15 seconds of fame
Than a lifetime of meaning and purpose
Because what’s popular is more important than what’s right
Ratings are more important than the truth
Our government builds twice as many prisons than schools
It’s easier to find a Big Mac than an apple
And when you find the apple
It’s been genetically processed and modified
Presidents lie, politicians trick us
Race is still an issue and so is religion
Your God doesn’t exist, my God does and he is All-Loving
If you disagree with me I’ll kill you
Or even worse argue you to death
92% of songs on the radio are about sex
Kids don’t play tag, they play twerk videos
The average person watches 5 hours of television a day
And it’s more violence on the screen than ever before
Technology has given us everything we could ever want
And at the same time stolen everything we really need
Pride is at an all time high, humility, an all time low
Everybody knows everything, everybody’s going somewhere
Ignoring someone, blaming somebody
Not many human beings left anymore, a lot of human doings
Plenty of human lingerings in the past, not many human beings
Money is still the root of all evil
Yet we tell our kids don’t get that degree
The jobs don’t pay enough
Good deeds are only done when there’s a profit margin
Videos of the misfortunes of others go viral
We laugh and share them with our friends to laugh with us
Our role models today
60 years ago would have been examples of what not to be
There are states where people can legally be discriminated against Because they were born a certain way
Companies invest millions of dollars hiring specialists to make Little girls feel like they need “make up” to be beautiful Permanently lowering their self esteem
Because they will never be pretty enough
To meet those impossible standards
Corporations tell us buy, buy, buy, get this, get that
You must keep up, you must fit in
This will make you happy, but it never does for long
So what can we do in the face of all of this madness and chaos?
What is the solution? We can love
Not the love you hear in your favorite song on the radio
I mean real love, true love, boundless love
You can love, love each other
From the moment we wake up to the moment we go to bed
Perform an act of kindness because that is contagious
We can be mindful during every interaction
Planting seeds of goodness
Showing a little more compassion than usual
We can forgive
Because 300 years from now will that grudge you hold against Your friend, your mother, your father have been worth it?
Instead of trying to change others we can change ourselves
We can change our hearts
We have been sold lies
Brainwashed by our leaders and those we trust
To not recognize our brothers and sisters
And to exhibit anger, hatred and cruelty
But once we truly love we will meet anger with sympathy
Hatred with compassion, cruelty with kindness
Love is the most powerful weapon on the face of the Earth
Robert Kennedy once said that
Few will have the greatness to bend history
But each of us can work to change a small portion of events
And in the total of all those act
Will be written in the history of a generation
So yes, the world is coming to an end
And the path towards a new beginning starts within you


What are the issues he raises? Which one to you feel closer? How does he leave the listener? Dejected? Hopeful? How does he achieve his goal? How did you feel during his performance? What did you think? How did you feel at the end? How are you feeling now? Can he inspire you? How?


Choose a topic dear to you and go for it.



23 thoughts on “I Slam Therefore I am

    Always the same old story
    they keep telling you things about your future,
    the future you won’t have.
    I remember the first time they asked me:
    “What would you like to become in the future?”
    and my answer at that time was:
    “An actressof course”,but everytime they asked me the same question I answered in a different way.
    Probably if you ask me the same question in five years’time I will say a hairdresser,a lawyer,a Pastry Chef
    but if you asked me now I would say that
    I don’t know,I’m a student and I will be one for a long time.
    Education is what you need nowadays,
    but how can I possibly know
    what I’ll do about my life
    when I’m only thirteen years old?
    It’s too early to take a decision
    about something that important.
    The high-scholl you want to attend.
    We should have more time,
    more time to decise what school to go to
    because as they keep telling us:
    “IT IS OUR FUTURE we are discussing about”.

    Jails are crowded
    Schools are full
    but there’s a difference
    There are more and more criminals
    but education is declining
    Why does this happen? Why are those prisoners there?
    These questions go around and round in my mind while
    The world is coming to an end.

  2. You know nothing.
    You’re always unfair to me.
    You never take me seriously.
    You criticize me.
    You tease me.
    Whenever I say “I have to go home and study: I have an important test tomorrow”,
    you, aunt, and you, uncle,
    say “where’s the problem?
    I guess you’ve nothing to do
    and you’ll use your mobile all afternoon.”
    When you say this to me
    I get really mad. You know it, don’t you?
    I get mad
    but I know the reason why you say this.
    You’re just envious, though you won’t ever admit it.
    You’re not always right, though you are always sure you are.
    You don’t know that every day I work hard to build my future.
    You think education’s not important.
    Well, keep your ideas to yourself and mind your own business
    Do not criticize me.
    You know nothing.

  3. Slam poem in support of Prince Ea’s one.

    the world’s coming to an end.
    Just look around and see
    what our world has become and is becoming.
    It takes us just a little time,
    a glance, to realize it.
    But then reflect:
    we always say that our world sucks
    and it’s true,
    but if the world sucks it’s our fault.
    We are the world
    because we live on this Earth
    every single day.
    We can contribute to creating a better or a worse place to live in.
    So we have some responsability.
    We must look back,
    our mistakes slap us over on our faces
    and we don’t want to make them any more.
    Yes, we must want it
    otherwise we won’t ever reach anything.
    We have to love,
    We must do anything possible to create a better place.
    A worthwhile place.
    So spread the word
    and stand up for a better world.

    That’s the world.
    It’s like a theater: you come, see, and then you leave.
    Too much, you want too much, they want too much,
    too many expectations, too much desire to fame,
    too much desire to be superior to those arond you.
    We want more and more,
    but there is something missing, don’t you think so?
    We know that the first world religion
    isn’t Christianity, or Buddhism, or Islam, or Hinduism,
    but Capitalism.
    Most people don’t worship Allah, God or Yahweh,
    but money.
    We still blush if we talk about
    gay, sex, abortion, pedophilia.
    These are all things that affect us,
    that affect our society, though we do not admit it.
    The media influence our ideas, beliefs, tastes.
    People are “drugged”, “hypnotized” by the models imposed upon them.
    There are people who insult anonymously on social networks,
    as if they had the universal key to everything or everyone.
    This is the world of the personal ties,
    so I recommend you, you reccomend me:
    if they steal a goal from you, sit up and shout!
    But if they steal the future from you, don’t worry, reamain seated.
    Friendship, love and family,
    friendship, love and family,
    friendship, love and family.
    Do you hear how good it sounds?
    These are the most beautiful things in life:
    friendship, love and family.
    Oh yeah, the change has to start from you.
    Change must come from you.
    Contribute your own future and
    nobody will steal it
    from you.

    8.00 a.m.
    I look out of the window
    and I dream of being somewhere else.
    Usually I’m euphoric, active,
    I’m interested in what I learn.
    I’m interested in the world around me.
    But then:
    The class sits quickly, laughter ends.
    Deafening silence.
    And I think:
    “So much respect for a person who doesn’t show any to us?”
    I look at the teacher.
    He looks at me.
    All my classmates are searching something in their rucksak,
    they are all suddenly silent, speechless,
    the blow their noses,
    they write,
    they bite their nails.
    I’m the only one.
    While walking to the blackboard
    I curse the world.
    The oral test starts.
    “IDIOT! (I say it to encourage you)”, he says.
    “YOU ARE A NULLITY!( I say it to encourage you)”, he says.
    “IT’S TOO EASY! How can’t you possibly do it? (I say it to encourage you)”, he says.
    “Thank you for the encouragement teacher!”, we think.
    “Thank you for making me love your subject!”
    Thank you for teaching me, it’s so exciting!
    No, dear teacher, YOU are the one who doesn’t understand anything.
    I’m trying to do my best
    and you don’t even respect me?
    I am really making an effort,
    even if I want to be a lawyer
    and your subject isn’t indispensable for my career.
    So, please, teach with love, with passion and cheerfulness.
    With the smile on your face.
    Otherwise, don’t complain if your students hate you.
    We are young, but,
    dear teacher,
    we NEED respect.

    The student says:
    “Why do I have to do this?” Or
    “Why do I have to study your subject?”
    And the teacher replies:
    “You have to do this for your life.” Or
    “You have to study my subject
    Because it is important for the future.”
    “What! This is my life! It is my future!”
    “Well, you can do what you want
    But now I give you a D and get a demerit…”
    The ideal school is without marks
    Because without them you are freer.
    Without marks school would be easier and more beautiful.
    There should not be any homework and
    There should be only the subjects you like most
    Because we should choose what we want to study.
    Giving homework is a little bit useless
    Because a lot of students surf the Internet or
    Look it into books to find the solutions,
    without studying the things
    the exercise asks for.
    In school there should be more preparation
    For the future and work.
    Moreover, there are a lot of things that
    Should be changed.
    Not all teachers are good at teaching:
    they don’t explain well,
    they give a lot of homework,
    they don’t listen to you and your problems,
    they do other things in class and
    they don’t want to repeat things.
    Also, they give you bad marks
    When you don’t do anything wrong,
    they don’t respect you and
    they give difficult tests.
    There is not the freedom of speech,
    thought or choice.
    The conditions of schools are bad,
    some schools are awful and the system is often wrong.
    We can’t choose how we want to study,
    learn and what we want to do in life.
    Education is all about school.
    When you learn to do something
    You didn’t know before,
    you become aware of
    what true and authentic life is.
    Education is also teaching,
    not only the school or knowledge.
    Education is important to me
    But I think it should be a little bit freer.
    The world is coming to an end
    It has a lot of problems
    The air is polluted, the oceans are contaminated
    There is a lot of pollution and contamination
    Some animals are going extinct, economy has collapsed
    There is the danger and risk of extinction and collapse
    Education is not the same
    Corruption is everywhere, also in the police
    There isn’t distinction between intelligence and ignorance
    People are depressed and angry
    We are surrounded by depression and anger
    We can’t live with each other and we can’t live with ourselves
    The problem is in people, too
    Health counts a lot
    Relationships are extremely important
    Communication has changed
    People want fame only
    Lifetime is not of meaning and purpose
    The importance of popularity is more than the one of rightness
    Ratings are more important than the truth
    There are more prisons than schools
    Avarice rules our life
    There is modification and process
    Politics is not fair
    Race is still an issue and so is religion
    There is God and love
    Disapproval and disagreement are frequent
    An argument can lead to death
    Some songs on the radio are bad
    Videos influence behaviour
    Television is an obsession
    Violence is on the rise
    Technology has given us everything we could ever want
    Everybody knows everything, everybody’s going somewhere
    Knowledge and will are improving
    Ignoring someone, blaming somebody
    Plenty of human lingerings in the past, not many human beings
    The delay is big
    Money is still the root of all evil
    Jobs don’t pay enough
    Payment is an effort
    Good deeds are only done when there’s a profit margin
    Videos of the misfortunes of others go viral
    We laugh and share them with our friends to laugh
    The sharing and the laughter are enormous
    There are a lot of examples
    Discrimination is bad
    Beauty is never enough
    Standards are impossible
    Corporations and advertising want you to buy
    They say that this will make you happy, but it never does for long
    Happiness isn’t found in possessions
    Madness and chaos is all over the world
    The solution is only one
    You can love each other
    From the moment we wake up to the moment we go to bed
    The continuity is beautiful
    Perform an act of kindness because that is contagious
    We can be mindful during every interaction
    Planting seeds of goodness
    Showing a little more compassion than usual
    Forgiveness is an essential thing
    Value is the worth of all
    Instead of trying to change others we can change ourselves
    We can change our hearts
    We have been sold lies
    Brainwashed by our leaders and those we trust
    Recognition is fundamental
    And to exhibit anger, hatred and cruelty
    But once we truly love we will meet them with sympathy
    Love is the most powerful weapon on the face of the Earth
    Greatness makes history
    Change is a big event
    Taking action is important
    The path for a new beginning starts with collaboration

  7. Respect them!
    They are born equal before life!
    Same rights
    Respect them!
    Do not kill the huge elephants for ivory
    Respect them!
    Do not treat them badly
    The soft sheep, spotted cow ,the pink pig
    Respect them!
    Let them live in their own environment
    protect them and let us take care of them.
    Respect them!
    Let us love them!
    Talking parrots, creeping snakes or faithful dogs
    They have the right to love
    Respect them!
    They are the same ,no second-class creatures
    Insects, fish, mammals, birds
    with legs or wings,
    colored or dull gray,
    fast, slow,
    large, tiny, with claws or fangs,
    Respect them!
    They are intelligent, not just instinctive.
    Respect them!
    Do not abandon your pet to go on vacation
    Check if they have food and fresh water
    Too much work, tires them
    Respect them!
    Don’t put them in cages zoo or force them in circuses to entertain human beings
    Don’t experiment- test on them for a lipstick
    Don’t use them as a guinea pigs, to test medicines or creams on them
    they suffer
    Are we able to look at them in the eye ,while we’re doing this?
    We are killing life, our life!
    Scattered across the continents, they are with us on this Earth.
    Don’t exploit them!!
    Don’t wage war on them!
    Respect them!

  8. SLAM POEM about school

    Teachers, they’re almost all equal: they come into the class
    and require students’ attention.
    What the hell is it? It’s 8 a.m., I have my head in bed.
    “Let’s do an oral test”, everybody looks at her with stunned faces,
    somebody’s looking for something in the rucksack, somebody’s
    looking at how beautiful the trees outside are and guess
    who the teacher will choose,those who disn’t study! FAIL, you get a D.
    It seems they like being strict and some of them
    even laugh at you.
    It isn’t fun, you know that?
    We’re at school to learn, and teachers may have to
    explain the same thing more than once. So what?
    Some teachers use their students for their nasty experiments.
    They talk, talk and talk while their students batter their heads
    against their desks. If you talk and talk, things are not automatically
    memorized in our heads. We have TEN SUBJECTS and most teachers
    don’t care of the burden we have.
    I’m at school not to be constantly stressed,
    I’m at school for a good education,
    for what I really care to learn.

    SLAM POEM (- reply to Prince EA)

    The world is broken,
    many wars are fought.
    Money, religion, different ideas.
    It is unfair. WAR, WAR FOR WHAT?
    Nobody is completely free,
    the world is broken.
    People have no time for themselves,
    children aren’t behaving as children.
    They want to grow up fast, parents don’t care
    or can’t.. they’re too busy.
    The world is broken, everybody lies,
    politicians are corrupted, the police are corrupted,
    education is shot.
    Technology is alive but it robs us of real values.
    The world is changing, little by little,
    the television bombards us with a lot of newa, maybe it is false!
    Don’t trust and believe in what we listen to, in what we see.
    Open our eyes and discover what the real truth is.
    Be active. Wake up. Question things constructively. Investigate.
    We can help create a better world, together.
    YES, WE CAN.

  9. OUR SLAM:
    Where were you when I was a child and I began primary school?
    Where were you when I began middle school?
    Where were you when I had my first exams?
    Where were you when I fell in love?
    Where were you when I was smiling? or crying?
    Where were you when I had problems?
    All I wanted was you right here with me!
    Where were you when I needed you?
    Where were you?
    Don’t you mind about my education?
    Don’t you mind about your daughter?
    And how about my happiness?
    Don’t you mind calling me and hearing my voice?
    All I needed was a call that never came!
    Don’t you mind asking whether I’m okay?
    Don’t you mind about my future?
    Don’t you mind about me?
    Don’t you mind?
    This world is changing
    The past is just the past
    People want to destroy this planet
    Just look around and see how everything is
    The air is polluted,the oceans are contaminated
    Animals can’t live here anymore
    We can’t live here anymore
    Money is what everybody wants
    Big corporations,big brands
    Children say “I wanna that kind of shoes,that
    brand, they are cool and all my friends
    have them”
    We aren’t satisfied if we don’t
    have an Iphone
    60 years ago there weren’t telephones and
    now we all have the coolest ones
    The world is changing
    Do you see it?
    Is it changing for the better? for the worse?
    I don’t like these changes
    If we are together,we can
    change things for the better
    We should contribute to making
    this world a better place
    Where we can live together
    in peace and harmony
    respecting one another
    admiring our differences
    blessing our existence.

  10. Slam about School
    My mum said:
    “We want results”
    But what do you demand from me?
    I’m a little girl and you want results?
    Sorry, but I desagree.
    I’m only in Primary School and
    it isn’t right thet you demand so much from me
    at my age.
    Results aren’t important now
    Primary School sucks.

    “Stop being insecure”
    “Stop crying for little things!”
    Yes, I’m insecure
    and pretty shy
    I have difficulty in expressing my opinions
    I rarely raise my hand
    I withdraw in myself
    But this in me and
    Though I cry
    because I don’t manage to answer a question…
    Well, that’s still me.

    “If you get a bad mark… You’re in trouble,
    you’ re in punishment for a whole”
    The more you get older
    the more these words irritate you
    and you are forced to do your best
    not to betray your parents,
    not to be punished,
    not to disappoint them or shatter their expectations.

    And then after Primary School there is Middle School
    and then there is Secondary School,
    Probably the most demanding
    where you have to work really hard
    where teachers and parents ask you to work harder and harder
    “We demand a great deal from you”.
    What? I know what I have to do
    I know what I’m capable of
    if anything goes wrong
    I’m the first one saying
    “I will recover” and then, it happens.
    I get back on my feet. Know why?
    Because I believe in myself
    I know myself
    and I konw I can do it.

  11. Slam (reply to Prince EA)

    The world is coming to an end
    The world is changing
    But, woìho says that we won’t be safe’
    Maybe it is difficult but with the right apprach
    We can do better things.
    The world is falling apart
    Evil is winning on good
    Crime, corruption are everywhere
    Grow up
    Give importance
    To true values instead
    Of rewarding superficial values.
    To some people physical beauty is everithing
    You can’t be unfashionable, it isn’t cool
    Hair out of place? NO.
    Smudged make up? NO.
    Technology has the upper hand and
    We are forced to follw it like sheep.
    It is a mistake
    If we take life superficially.
    We realize the world is wrong
    When we are denied our liberty,
    or when
    we have got TOO much liberty.
    I know the world can get better
    That with our good it
    May return to shine.

  12. SLAM POEM (reply to Prince EA).
    Yes, the world is coming to an end,
    the air is polluted,
    money and power are the main thing,
    everything revolves around them,
    children are adults
    and elderly are children,
    outdoor games not longer exist
    only home, videogames and tv.
    Yes, the world is coming to an end,
    but there is still hope
    and we must have confidence in man
    and desire to change
    to make a better world
    for you and for me and the entire human race.
    We can’t feel fear or dread
    we stop existing and
    start living.
    And this place could be much brighter than tomorrow .
    Then heal the world
    because the path towards a new beginning starts whithin you;
    we are the world.

    “I’m your mum and I say this for your own good! Study hard, study, study”
    these are words that resonate in my head
    “Have you done your homework? What did you do at school?”
    I’m not a little girl and I know what I have to do
    do you love me? Oh yes, I know love you me
    therefore… leave me alone!
    My marks are quite good
    yet every day, you tell me to study.
    At dinner, at lunch you ask me “HAVE YOU DONE YOUR HOMEWORK?”
    even when I’m watching a good film.
    “Have you finished your homework?”
    Oh gosh!!
    What about the mobile phone? Another big issue. You shout
    “put away the phone and studi!”
    I feel stressed.
    I can concentrate well even though I have the phone with me in the same room where I’m studying;
    no need to put the phone 3 miles away!
    So, dear mother, that’s enough!
    As long as I get good marks, STOP NAGGING ME!
    If you finish I will be grateful for LIFE.

  13. The world can be changed.
    Society can be changed,
    and we can contribute to this change.
    This is not the world we like.
    We all want a paceful place to live in.
    Without criticism, insults, without bad and fake people, without bad actions.
    You offend gays, prostitutes, but in my opinion, there is no reason!
    It is their choice!
    Television, social networks, the newspaper…
    sometimes make us believe in things that aren’t true…
    Them they want to impose their ideas.
    Because of the media, we all believe that a thin person is perfect;
    while a fat person is ugly!
    Is that correct?
    no, not at all!
    All we have to do is empower our ideas.
    But for the time being…
    this is the world!

  14. What shall i tell you mum and dad?
    I know that i’m not the first in class
    or one of the best
    Tell me what can i do more?!
    Every single day i hear the same things:
    ” 6.5 you could get more! why do i send you to school if you get 6.5″
    but what can i do? TELL ME!
    I know that you expect more from me and i appreciate that.
    You know i spend all day on my books doing exercises
    and i’m always exausted, physically tired.
    I always tried to do my best at school
    but even studying all day and working hard
    personally, i think that my efforts are not appreciated by all the teachers.
    aaaaahh…. aaaaaah..
    teachers, teachers, teachers..
    they are always ready to ridicule you in class,
    reprimanding you because you don’t study enough.
    I know that you are smarter than me!,
    but you can’t possibly tell me that
    I don’t STUDY ENOUGH!.

  15. Slam poem:
    The world is coming to an end
    yes it is true
    the world is changing
    people are more and more closed
    they are forged by brands and money
    and no matter it someone gives you
    something you wanted
    because next time you will
    want something bigger and more expensive
    always more and more
    this is our society
    we just want Iphones because they are cool
    children, are more spoiled than before
    the media do not always tell the truth.
    What they say is real or a bunch of lies?
    The world is changing
    and if we get together we can stop this.

    Slam poem about school:
    Education is changing
    now things are different
    the government does not care about our education
    they only think about the economy and politics
    money is the only important thing now
    not education, just money
    education built up our world, our present
    but now people take everything for granted
    we should realize education is important
    we should make education more important
    than anything else.

  16. Eleonora Cupin


    I’m sitting behind my desk.
    He calls me by the wrong name.
    I correct the mistake and he says “It’s the same”.
    He’s right.
    It is always the same old story
    And every time he’s right.
    And if he makes a mistake it’s your fault, you distracted him.
    So I approach the blackboard silently
    He hands me my test and adds:
    “You DISAPPOINTED ME, If you don’t understand why don’t you ask?”
    At that very moment my mind comments
    “Let me speak. I want to speak out”.
    But my Good Sense says: “NO! No way. No more problems.”
    In that room I’m a pawn in his hands.
    He’s the player, and he decides everything.
    We don’t have choices, thoughts
    I wanted to remind him that I asked for an explanation 100 times
    but he replied with an offensive remark:
    “It’s easy! I take easy things for granted, anybody can understand this”.
    You feel stupid.
    You do not ask any questions any longer.
    I want to remind him that I did all the exercises, I never missed a lesson
    And never, EVER been disrespectful.
    “You are STUPID? Nothing personal”
    However, if I call you names it is “nothing personal”?
    “It’s the same.”
    You know what I’m saying?
    I’m tired of teachers who do their job inflicting pain.
    You don’t make me a better person.
    You don’t make me become independent.
    Some teachers make a great difference. But what about you?

    I think we are like puppets
    is the hands of the powerful,
    locked up in a world that the powerful
    want us to believe it is fantastic
    and so they take away our freedom
    You think you are really free
    you are wrong.
    We must open our eyes; sometimes
    we do not want to see around us because
    we are too scared by the real world.
    We must react because we are the hope for this world
    and if we move ALL
    we can defeat powerful at the top.
    And remember, we can do this in a PACEFUL way.

    Hi, my name is Martina and I’m the worst Slam poet you’ve ever seen before.
    I’m not here to shout what I think, I’m here to explain my disappointment and later maybe I’ll shout.
    First of all, what’s your favourite kind of music? Personally I like Electronic music, I love dancing with my friends when I go to the disco on Saturday night.
    What is a disco?
    People tell me that it is a place where you go dance, isn’t it?
    But in my opinion it’s not true, there are so many girls nowadays who wear very short dresses and high heels every Saturday night, so I think “Wow. Where am I? I’m not in a Stripclub, I’m sure.” and the saddest thing is that those girls are 12 or 13 years old!!
    Well, ok, I’m on my way and I don’t want to see these scenes when they say “Oh, I can’t stand, I drank lots of Vodka shots, I have to go outside Im too drunk.”
    Please, ho over there out of my view because if I catch you I don’t know how many slaps I will give you. The truth is, yes, every person in this world is free to do what they want but ..
    The generations have changed.. I’m speechless.
    Two days ago I read an article on a website that said:
    “We are the guys of the XXI century.
    We are the generation of Whats app and Facebook.
    We are the generation where 12 year old boys and girls smoke and drink,
    We are guys who have no more modesty and intimacy.
    We are the f*cking teenagers of the XXI century and we will save you all.”
    What about those phrases? They are all true but the last leave me in doubt.
    We are bombarded with lots of lies everyday, we follow the crowd because we think it’s fair, the kids want to be bigger than they are and they risk to finish to do drugs, to do bad things because “It’s fun”.
    We are young and the only thing we have to do is fight, fight against the stereotypes that the mass media create for us, we must fight for a better world because we are the future.

  19. SLAM POEM:

    Why do you pretend not to know?
    I mean, we spend 9 months in school,
    six days a week, for five hours.
    Look at us in the face!
    You ask us what’s going on
    You stress us.
    Yeah, some teachers can understand us
    but no one has ever looked inside us.
    We’re superficial,
    we’re material,
    and we are powerless.
    We are aimless
    we’re desperately looking for a guide.
    ‘Coz we’re this:
    A frightened and fragile generation
    and no one seems to care.
    We learn Spanish, we learn English and Maths.
    But who teaches us
    how to fight for our lives
    and to face our problems?
    No one cares.
    You just want to earn your fuckin’ money.
    Just because I have 4 in maths,
    doesn’t mean I’m worth 4 in life!
    School makes me feel like a fuckin’ failure.
    It’s incredible how a teacher
    can makes you feel like the worst person in the world.
    A person who doesn’t know anything about your life,
    who judge you by a mark.
    It’s unbelievable.
    Fuck it!
    “Education” and “school”
    aren’t they the same thing.
    “Reading” it’s better than “studying”.
    “Knowing” doesn’t mean “repeating three chapters of history by heart”.
    So please,
    Mind your own buisness
    And don’t try to judge us by our marks
    Because school can just help us choose.
    But that’s our life,
    there are our own choices.

  20. Slam poetry:
    We only have one life
    and we mustn’t think about death.
    On day the world will end,
    but in the meantime
    we have to live the way we want;
    maybe we are conditioned by technology
    but we know haw to have fun.
    Love can be like a love song
    if you find the right Prince Charming.
    Not everyone is interested in apple products
    maybe you are,
    but you aren’t interested if you just happen to have a smartphone.
    If you watch television more than 5 hours a day you can still learn;
    it depends on what you watch,
    if you watch documentaries
    you certainly improve your knowledge.
    Not all the kids play twerk videos,
    some prefer just to play with dolls or balls;
    parents teach you what you have to do,
    so, if you are a great parents
    you will have an amazing son or daughter.

    My mother asks me every day:
    Did you feed the dog?
    yes mom…and I wonder why we have a dog…no-one looks after him!..
    Did you take the dishes out of the dishwasher?
    Yes mom…
    and I get angry, cause…isn’t it her job?
    Did you do your homework?
    Yes Mom…and I get stressed, cause she doesn’t have to ask this all the time..
    Did you do this?…Did you do that?…

    YES MOM,
    YES MOM,
    …like a little soldier to the commander in chief…

    Just the her shouting voice penetrates my bones deep inside…
    The very minute she opens her mouth, I’m about to say YES MOM!
    Not knowing even, if her question was addressed to me…
    Can’t you see…I’m a teen…I’m stressed for everything and for nothing…
    Can’t you see…that I am a good girl I always accomplish my deeds…
    Can’t you see who I am…MOTHER!…I’m not my brother!
    You should know me better than anyone else!
    Why are you asking me the same questions all the time?
    Don’t you have anything better to say or ask or do?

    …but…who am I?
    …who is Nicole?

    She’s the quiet girl in class who is not understood…
    She’s the troubled girl who hates the way she looks…
    She’s the one who can’t cope with chemistry or maths…
    She’s the one who loves her family…including her brother…
    She’s the fragile girl who is an introvert, insicure…


    …but when the person who costantly gets on my nerves, comes to me to kiss me
    goodnight I feel reassured. She is always on my side…she says everything will be
    ok…She irritates me, yet soothes me.
    I’m happy, I can have a goodnight sleep…and bad moments are
    forgotten…In my head I hum to myself the song…
    “..che sara’ sara’
    what ever will be will be
    the future is not ours to see
    che sara’ sara’
    what will be will be…”


    Like everything, school has its good points and his bad aspects.
    School is happiness;
    School is friendship;
    School is day-dreaming;
    School is having new experience;
    School is learning;
    School is life.
    But school has its gloomy sides, too.
    I’m talking about that school without toilet paper and soap.
    Without resources and without really want to teach.
    I’m talking about a tired school of teachers without the will of keeping abreast.
    And so… how can they shape our future?!
    is this what they really want? Kill passion? Kill motivation?
    We want a school that puts in lots of effort for us.
    We will do the same.
    I thank the few teachers who want to help us go on,
    Who are by our side to support us.
    This is school: collaboration.
    Collaboration and the will to learn, to teach, thirst for knowledge!
    It’s pointless despising what we have.
    So, let’s contribute to improve it!
    School with its downs needs our help,
    And we need to build our future.
    Our school can help us, so let’s help our school!

    We live in a world
    when everybody is smiling
    and nobody is happy.
    We live in a society
    where teenagers insult God
    and than they complain
    because they don’t have anything to believe in.
    I know that you live
    behind a mirror.
    I know that you are afraid
    of feeling inferior.
    People die
    because they don’t have enough money
    tell me about your new car
    and your new phone,
    tell me about your sad girl
    thet is crying in front of her computer.
    Tell me about your intentions
    for the future.
    My revolution
    is to stop all this pollution.

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