MONICA MAARTENS

MONICA MAARTENS

Fight For Survival

New day dawns with a brightly shining sun,

yet darkness looms always stealing our fun,

drowning in gloom striving for survival,

seeking the light of sacred revival.

The price of success comes at a high cost,

subtly hidden we don't know we are lost,

virtues are relinquished to open doors,

values disregarded cast upon floors.

Pockets full of money with empty hearts,

we realize to late we're falling apart,

discontented and angry with it all,

wasted labour as we head for a fall.

Darkness creeps closer and calls for its due,

time to settle scores from out of the blue,

nowhere to run but fight for survival,

seeking the light of sacred revival.

Zararia Yul ©Copyright

Emotional Survival

Heart ripped to shreds all tattered and torn,

trying to hide from the early morn,

depression rising like a mountain,

tears keep pouring like a fountain.

A heart so heavy it feels like lead,

can't find power to get out of bed,

there is no reason to carry on,

seems like sorrow has stolen the sun.

Where to start striving for survival,

seeking comfort for love's revival,

helpless pain keeps throbbing in the heart,

evil echoes slashing it apart.

Sweet, sweet memories come flooding back,

reminding me of what I now lack,

how can emotions ever survive,

in a world that keeps evil alive.

Zararia Yul ©Copyright

Beyond Poverty

No pillow for my head ~

no shelter for a bed,

no money in my purse ~

living under a curse,

searching in the rubble ~

staying out of trouble,

living on the outers ~

with the other doubters,

making little trinkets ~

from the waste and thickets,

selling from door to door ~

finding paths to explore,

living within nature ~

captured by its stature,

loving all its splendour ~

basking in its favour,

yet, life still carries on ~

singing a happy song,

striving for survival ~

learning from the Bible.

Zararia Yul ©Copyright

Cut Throat World

Trying to live in this cut throat world,

striving for survival every day,

sacred values all twisted and twirled,

virtues destroyed by the evil way.

Trying to live the honourable way,

stepping softly following the light,

doing what is right to earn our pay,

staying clear from temptations of night.

Trying to live with love and passion,

embracing days with joy and laughter,

filling our hearts with sweet sensation,

glorious peace for ever after.

But life has other plans meant for us,

deceit and traps that make us stumble,

troubles throwing us under the bus,

ducking from storms that roar and rumble.

Zararia Yul ©Copyright

Survival Of The Fittest

Survival of the fittest

is a dangerous philosophy,

something evil uses

to enslave the unwise,

the weak and gentle

are trampled underfoot,

cruelly treated

with oppression and fear,

having their humanity

ripped to shreds,

link by link

builds a choker chain,

with every evil deed

of destruction and pain,

the fittest get dragged

into pits of hell,

as darkness swallows

them into a cell,

striving for survival

becomes their motto,

as choker chains pull tight

from their grubby grotto.

Zararia Yul ©Copyright

MONICA MAARTENS

MONICA MAARTENS: The poetess Zararia Yul, left her worldly ways and joined the street dwellers for nearly eight years to see how they live and show them how to survive, without begging, by using others waste, making it look pretty, giving it a story and selling it again....a most amazing, educating journey.