A call to the register

by Jasmin Kaur

“Your name?”

Asks the shiny teacher

Several heads turning my way

 

I pause-

 

My name is the cheering of children

Who pilot the exotic kites

In the sun-stained sky

 

My name is the toil of my grandparents

Who farmed during the unforgiving seasons

But now have reaped the reward

 

My name is the embrace of swords

In a fight

For basic human rights

 

My name is the cry for the end

Of a humanity that cared

About motions of peace and freedom

 

My name is the compression of history

Given to me from my parents

It is the one that I will hand down to my children

 

Jasmin Kaur’s “A call to the register” won first place in the 15-17 poetry category of our 25th Birthday Writing Competition.