Happy New Year 2015 comes to an end tonight, We all made our prediction some were right, The year was a challenge but memorable too, Though was it the year to end misery and start new? This year we saw the world change in good ways & bad, Though a lot of things made most of our hearts sad, The lurra lurra laughes we had with Cilla Black, Came to and end as she passed away & left our hearts with a crack. Though that was a celebrity one loved by so many, This year we saw refugees running for there lives without even a penny, So 2015 another year gone to the past, Here comes our future never before so fast, What will we do to help each other, Or will we continue to destroy our planet the mother? Lets pray in the night and hope for the best, The conclusion I hope means passing the test, Stand firm against evil will be the challenge, But staying on the right path will require the right balance, Lets wake up to 2016 and prepare for the ride, As it maybe the wave that could turn the tide, For better or worse whatever you get, Accept it with gratitude and aim for your lords respect.

The Climate Change A global catastrophe awaits you & me, Responsibilies on our shoulders it's our childrens plea, The world is in crises the weather has gone mad, Though come to think of it is it because we've been bad? Flooding in the UK tornadoes in the states, Droughts in Africa & the Monsoon arrives on wrong dates, Is this a sign & a warning of things to come? Have we truelly become in the eyes of our lord completely deaf & dumb. We've been busy fighting wars & building weapons of destruction, When we should have cared more for the planet & our ressurection, We want to defend our countries from people in foreign lands, Now what will we do as our globe our planet may disband. Humanity is in danger but corporation only see the profits, The reality is that our saviours are the other kind of prophets, In history we find only one thing prevails, That is the man who cries to god and it is he who he heils, Goverments are worried and confused as what to do, So maybe it time the people stood up and put on the shoe, We must change the way our goverments plan for Earth, It's time to revive our planet and help it's rebirth. Lets stop the killing of innocent lives, Or creating situation where our benefit lies, Maybe then our lord will show us forgiveness, Then this climate change will dissapear like a cured illness.

The Syrian Refugee Once upon a time I lived in a home a place I felt safe a place full of love, My little sister aged four played in that home she looked like a pretty dove, We were so happy our country was great, Then all of a sudden the wind blew east and before we knew it there was nothing but hate. They said we needed help our lives were in trouble, But who were they to decide to burst the bubble, The imaginary monster was sitting in our land, They had to destroy it and let it all become grains of sand. The men appeared and blew away our town, Who were these men when did they come down, Killing our people not caring young or old, The sights are so deadly all those bodies lying cold. We ran away from our home to another place, A dirty camp where we were treated with disgrace, My little lovely sister withering away in the heat, My mother and father looking completely beat. The days went by and the bombs grew louder, I wonder with each bomb do these people feel prouder, The war has started for gains of the elite, These dirty politicians have they ever sat in this heat, My father has decided we will float through the sea, He has heard there is peace in Europe where we must be, My sister he holds tight as we march to the coast, We walk for hours to meet the people who will be our host, My mother is exhausted looking older with each breath, Though we did not realise that this trip is full of death, Whilst crossing the ocean I look up into the sky, Suddenly our boat rocks and here we could die, We make it across finally to Greece, A place of safety a place of peace, People await along the shoreline, When we get off the boat they ask if we are fine, They give us warm clothing they give us food, This does'nt take away from the sombre mood, In time we find it was lies that we believed, It wasn't help or a good deed, The countries that bombed us were not ready to accept, Many of thier people would rather see us dead, The television man cried at the shores, He said he was sorry but the nations were closing there doors, He had seen the dead children the women in the camps, When at night the so called defenders were satisfying there fangs, Now we are no one a people doomed, No one cares all around us is gloom, Why did they turn there eye to the east, I now understand this one eyed beast.

Little Indian Boy Immense pressure on shoulders so tiny, The little boy in India cleans the rich mans table so shiny, He works to survive and feed his family, His father has died doing the same happily. He knows no better then the dirt he cleans, Though when he sees the rich son's toys he wonders will he have the means, When sitting and waiting he does wonder why, Why are some people rich but soo many soo poor? Why one man sits near the sky and the other always on the floor? Though in his heart he senses peace, Even after washing away the full days dirt and grease, He knows he has nothing to call his own and to fight, Other then his mother who he cares for in the night, He wonders why with all the money his boss and his family complain, They always seem to worry and spend there money to entertain, He hears them say we could be richer we can profit more and build our domain, Though he thinks whats the point if stress is all that they gain.

Persuit Of Happiness An emotion we treasure the most precious of all, It brings us great leisure when lost in it's awe, We chase it every day to hold on to it for a minute, Yet when we find it we forget when we are right in it, This world is nothing but happiness, Yet we have created our own world of loneliness, Our goal is to take all that we can, Take it before it be taken by the other man, Stop for a while and think what you have, Everything we all need is on this earth in the land, Money is the master and we are it's slave, Take away the money and you will see how wonderful we all behave, Cherish your dearest give them your love, Then you will slowly realise you are free as a dove, Though the secret of happiness is not that its something you attain, True happiness you will realise its something you gain, Helping the elderly feeding the poor, Thats part of the secret to opening the happiness door, Love is the solution to solving our flaws, Why must we allow hate to make our laws, Truely love with purity in your heart and mind, When oneday you will look back only happiness you will find,