Poem : January Dies

Poem : January Dies

januart

January dies
The first month climbs lifeless onto the catafalque.
Time is speeding, it seems,
A monster in the White House
An unelected witch in Downing Street,
Where is the year going?
What can the powerless do?
Join hands.
Preach love.
Deflect the hate we all see on the news screen,
Focus on the light
Which still shines on the peaceful.
Which still shines on the knowledgeable.
When 2017 is dead
We will still live
We will survive.

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