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Winners will be determined by a panel of professionals from the music industry

The Global Poetry Showcase is inclusive and encourages submissions from songwriters, composers, bands, and recording artists everywhere. This is open to all, regardless of nationality, country origin or background.

This competition offers a chance for songwriters, original solo artists, and bands everywhere around the world to be associated with an established global event, World Values Day. The World Values Day song might just open the right doors, make the right connections and get your songs heard.

Rules of World Values Day Song 2023

To submit a submission for World Values Day 2023, use same steps as for Global poetry Showcase at Global Poetry Showcase 2023 | Global Values Alliance and the Global Poetry Showcase Submissions. Submissions need to be made by midnight Friday 23rd September (BST) 2023 or earlier.

All songs submitted must be original. By submission, entrants are confirming that their songs are original and they hold the rights to the song. Any discovery that the song is not original and/or the entrant does not hold the rights to the song will result in immediate disqualification.

Contestants may enter as many songs as desired.  Each entry requires a separate donation fee (For example: 6 song entries guide donation £150). Donations are non-refundable. Global Poetry Showcase is not responsible for late, lost or stolen or misappropriated entries.

This competition is open to all amateur and professional songwriters and anyone regardless of nationality or origin. Global Poetry Showcase review panellists, their families, subsidiaries and affiliates are not eligible. All submissions are made electronically.  No cassettes, CDs or other formats can be received. Lyrics will not be returned.

Winners will be chosen by a Review Panel including music industry professionals. Songs are judged equally on originality, lyrics, melody and composition. Songs may be in any language. Quality of performance and production will not be considered. Entrants and their collaborators will retain full rights to all work submitted.

Entry constitutes permission to use winners names, likeness and voices for future publicity and advertising purposes without additional compensation. Winners will be determined by 30th September, 2023 after which the chosen entrant will be notified by e-mail.

Global Values Alliance and Global Poetry Showcase reserve the right to extend the deadline of the competition if needed.


Please make sure the poems you submit abide by the Rules to avoid disappointment as no exceptions can be made.

Enjoy the Global Poetry Showcase and we look forward to receiving your poems!

World Values Day Song Submissions

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The first people to hold you,
The first people who told you,
I will love you forever,
even in rainy weather.

Family is like a role you were born with,
An oath a swear to love a behold with,
To share and share all the great moments with,
Until you aren’t there so make memories you can live with.

Our trust for each other is
Our smiles for each other is
And our love for each other
will always be there
Even in the darkest of times.

Some families are like a circle of love and strength
others are made of smiles and styles.
Some members of the family are kind and kindle
Other members of the family are sky and sly.

How cheerfully they
seem to grin
How easily they
Seem to spin
They will love you forever
Even in rainy weather.



I’m the product of oppression, history of segregation;
stop and search without possession, negative discrimination…

Guardian-reading chitter-chatter! Can you really tell me that you
aren’t fed up of Black Lives Matter? Don’t you dare knock down that statue!

Feelings of identity are all-important to our being:
show respect and try to see our reasoning for disagreeing.

Foreign workers have vacated, left us short of vital labour,
since your xenophobic hatred scared away my Polish neighbour.

Our once-proud and mighty nation, forced by European muscle
to adopt their regulation, had become a slave to Brussels.

Don’t descend to shouting names at those whose outlook we can’t fathom;
Brexiteers against Remains, at odds across a mighty chasm.
If you want a stable future for your families and children,
learn to work together, put your differences aside and build one!

Get your Covid vaccination, wear your mask in public buildings.
This protects the population: be responsible and willing.

I won’t be a guinea pig for unsafe Covid vaccination.
Masks are useless and infringe your liberty; just fabrication.

Always there is common ground, a principle we surely shall use:
Let us hope it can be found so we can reconnect with values


My angel’s image

I breathe in
with my eyes closed
The salty scent of the air
In my nose
Goes to my throat
Deep in my lungs.
And I hear
my angel’s voice
whispering in my ears.
I breathe in with my eyes closed
And I smell
the fragrance of an old lemon tree
in an old window sill.
I breathe in
my eyes are still close.
And I feel
A  feather touch
In my head
and I smile
I open my eyes
And I see
The unforgettable image of my father
Smiling at me.
Now I feel so calm and secure.
And I breath in…


For Clint, (It’s a blessing to have known true love)

I met a man who baked me cakes For birthdays and of course, The holidays and special times, But sometimes just because.

I met a man who watched the Simpsons, OMG, the Simpsons? He’d laugh and laugh and laugh, Which made me laugh

I met a man with no sweet tooth, Not even for chocolate! When it came to whip cream, He’d let me have my fun.

I met a man who liked to dance, Especially in the rain. He’d pull me from the couch, And make me go outside with him.

I met a man who wore blue jeans and tee-shirts, But he put on a button-down, Coral-colored shirt and uncomfortable shoes, Because I asked him to.

 I met a man who wanted to be Free from worldly cares. He let me grow in the wildflowers that sprung up around his home

I met a man who wanted to be Free from worldly cares. He let me grow in the wildflowers that sprung up around his home

 I met a man who held me close When nights were fiercely dark. A lighthouse between the rocky cliffs That led to peaceful shores.

I met a man who left me here To travel on alone, But in the gentle breeze that blows, He whispers still to me.

I met a man who loved me.


The Wheel of Life

A voice from the dark call out
When I am trapped on a desert of gunshots
The dread of these recently freed slaves
With no knowledge or experience of warfare
Only a confidence in their virtue
Marching forward with extreme boldness

The stories of subdued cities announced their arrival
The tales of defeated kingdoms heralded their entry
To deny entry was to self-destruct
His tears are sunflower seeds
To allow passage was a chance to believe
My eyes compressing into two blue pearls
My   heart and lungs disappearing, leaving no trace
Leaving only my bones and the soles of my shoes

Oh! The blessing of associating with the Chosen ones
The excitement as they walked through our lands
The opportunity to hear their tales of triumph
The chance to join and maybe become one with them
My joy to mix with the children and women
To watch as the men shared from our farms
To help this great nation in their journey
To experience their healing
It is time to keep the promise


Liz Murphy

Poppie’s thoughts…

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Liz Murphy

Poppie’s thoughts…

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