Winter Survival

Winter Survival 

Iced winds chill the atmosphere, 

Causing strife, worry and morbid fear, 

Cutting through to every fibre, 

No choice but to become a survivor! 

Plumage gone, deceased! 

As icy winds strengthen like some Maddening beast, 

Cutting through every fibre, 

Only choice to be strong, become a survivor!

Warmer winds and sun that shines, 

Will return in its time, 

 Warming through to every fibre, 

Proving to one and all,... WE are survivors!

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I Don't Like Mondays

I Don't Like Mondays 

Banksy

 On one side of a our globe 

A baby stirs, yawns, 

Safe from every tiny microbe, 

The sun rises, Monday dawns 

On green mowed and tended lawns. 

The other side of our globe

A child stirs, stomach aching, 

Attacked by every tiny microbe, 

The sun rises, Monday's baking

On children hunger fuelled awakenings.

Mondays may fill us with dread, 

With the whole working week looming ahead, 

So take heed and keep in your mind, 

The life of a child across the world, 

Not just Monday, But a daily grind 

Their struggle to remain alive

 Survive !

Save The Children

Submitted to dVerse Poets Pub where great poems await ready to share !