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Tuesday 15 September 2020

Death Bell



The government says our schools will be safe 
Yet many a mistake they’ve made in haste 
Like the fiasco of exam results
Should we, to them, our children’s lives entrust?

Doctors are saying the guidance is wrong
Kids aren’t immune and they will pass it along
To the vulnerable, parents... teachers too
It makes sense to learn more, not act too soon

Our families are, our most precious gift
We only want to choose, without conflict  
Instead, we’re threatened with penalties... fines
Too late to repent when people have died 

It’s now proven COVID lingers in air 
That to safeguard ourselves, masks we should wear
That children will be infection drivers 
Implications of this... are not minor 

I know our economy’s suffered... but
Potential consequences make me shudder
Haven’t we already lost too many?
How many more loved ones must we bury? 

Aren’t you, our government, there to protect?
Your strategies so far have been inept 
Lack of PPE, dire Track and Trace 
Our country’s death toll... a shocking disgrace 

Please heed our cries, the vulnerable protect 
Don’t lead our teachers to an early death
Don’t make any more kids become orphans 
Allow parents their offspring to stay home 

Yes... children’s mental health we must protect 
But will it be, if their parents are dead?
Let’s learn from the tragedy in care homes 
Allow kids to thrive in COVID free homes  

So please let us now avert tragedy 
Let your names go down in our history 
As wise leaders, who saved us... were heroes
Don’t leave for all time this death bell to toll

©  Debbie Razey 2020 - Violet Moon Poetry.
     Both Poem and Photograph





CHAPBOOK Never Alone


Up in thermals I’ll always be 

With outstretched wings over sea sheen

In sunset hours of dusky tones

It’s there you’ll find I’ve made my home 


Fields aglisten in morning’s dew

Dawn’s still hours of gossamer hues 

Coins you’ll find when there’s been too few

In warmed hands curled around your brew


You’ll feel my light upon your face 

In twilight’s throng, my lost embrace 

In veil of night, laid at your side

Never alone we’re moon and tide   


Although no longer I’m alive 

Hear my echoes in all that’s life 

In crashing waves, a newborn’s cry

A crackling fire, in sweet rest’s... sigh 


In silk-spun notes, a rhythm’s beat

In autumn leaves under your feet 

When raindrops stick to windowpanes 

And all your efforts seem in vain 


For I’ll be there to will you on 

Breath, it ceased but my love lives on 

You’ll feel at times my hand in yours 

Kissing your wounds, healing your sores


I'll watch o’er you from stars above 

In slumber’s arms, you’ll feel my love

Remember... however long the years 

I’m in our children’s smiles and tears 


©  Debbie Razey 2020 - Violet Moon Poetry.