Page 63 - Everyone a Writer Anthology 2021

The Birds Still Sing

The birds still sing up in the trees
While the whole world has been brought to its knees
This deadly virus, swept right through
But nature still grew,

The wild flowers thrived
Whilst we were forced to stay inside
Squirrels and foxes came to life
And really embraced the wild life.

Cars no longer emitted harmful gases
And grounded planes couldn’t leave.
Students logged into online classes
Nature had full reign to breathe

At home hair kits were all the range
Some more successful than others
With this new change
“There’s only a week
Between good and bad hair!”
Echoes up the stairs

We probably wouldn’t bat an eyelid if aliens invaded
“Just another day” we’d say
As all chaos unfolded
On and On
Yet no matter what was happening

With what little normality left we cling A peculiar setting began to take control,
The birds still sing.
A greater future was our ever-lasting goal,

Ruby Le Page, Y9 But all we got was a time full of doubt,
Meadowhead
We were trapped inside and we couldn't get out,
Deaths galore we began to pout,
We have had enough and we began to shout,

But as we struggle the Earth can breathe,
This is our home and we will never leave,

Is it better if we're gone?
This is just going on and on,

Is this a sign?

No

It's just another deadline,

Should we not be here?
Should we be gone?
But this is not going to let us down,
Even if it's on and on.

Giuseppe Setaro
Woodseats
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