English Update

The Cherry Tree by Alex Grehan

It stands alone.

With but a plain hilltop

For His regal Throne

From the hill

The king can see

All his principality

But as millennia come and go

Even the King will feel alone

With no one to talk to.

No sort of company to share

What use is a kingdom?

But a forsaken burden to bear.

Yet one day a subject,

Appears before the king.

And from his lips

He begins to sing

Oh! Great Cherry Tree!

How noble you stand

Your eternal crimson self

It blesses our Land!

Oh! How pretty you gleam

On a bright summer's day

Your perennial self

Makes us ever so gay!

So stand alone no longer

And what great joy you will bring!

If on your unyielding branch

I may Impart a swing?

The King was astonished

His cherries went crimson

For at least he felt such joy

To Rule over his kingdom

The Cherry Tree,

It stands forever.

Yet it will never again stand alone.

As now He shares its regal throne.

Untitled by Zsofia Fuleki

Here I sit,

Day by day

But yet there is no price to pay.

As I watch the children play,

Their happiness seems to shine in the rays.

Their mother greets them with a smiling face,

As they run to their ‘world’s’ embrace.

Their worries now show as they only grow,

Faces lose their youth as adulthood is introduced,

Forcing future prospects to be reduced.

Some are keen whilst some lack sense

And I wish to laugh at their expense.

They get taught how to play the game called ‘life’

And learn to challenge this world’s strife.

Their lives expire

As their children enquire

And they meet their doom

While a new generation begins to bloom.

The cycle only continues

As humanity loses its virtues

And change begins

While my mouth forms a grin.

The people are falling

But the word keeps revolving

And as their lives fade away,

Here I sit,

Watching the world decay.