I was asked to write some words for a carol, that Nigel, one of my musician friends, could set to music. However with all that’s been going on in the world – and also because I’ve been listening to some fairly haunting, gut-wrenching, even cynical music (and words) recently, it was impossible to write something completely joyful and saccharine. Instead this is what came out:
Staring into warm flames, Christmas music in my head
Choirs singing carols, children warm in bed
Dreaming of festivities, food and gifts
Loving hugs, kisses, families well-fed.
Chorus:
But what about the others?
How will they celebrate?
Lost homes, lost children, lost souls
What joy can they create?
Standing in the icy snow, which silently drifts down
Detached cold stars, ignoring ever-troubled man
With his guns, fighting, killing, bloody noise
In our nature since we first began.
(repeat chorus)
Wealth in parcels under glittering trees, treasured boxes
Realms of ribbon-wrapped paper, trees destroyed
To cover briefly thousands of toys
Comfortable children’s short-lived joys.
(repeat chorus)
Gazing at the cloudy sky, wishing for world peace
A football match played in no-man’s land
On a wall “know hope” in a child’s hand
We are all human; let fighting cease.
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