One million people, all are driftwood;
Floating miles away from home.
Lebanon, bless her, gladly welcomes
Though herself, she’s only small.
Such pain, I just cannot imagine
Blind faith keeps you moving on.
Trudging along; you, and your family
Nothing else, but sand and sun
Who bears the brunt of war but women?
Stoic, they manage alone.
While children of the revolution,
We pray, make these tents their home.
And now? The camps are overflowing
But still, more must surely come.
No food and no clean water – just tents
Cry me out, when will it end?
My words are infused with presumption
I cannot know; only tell.
Now I implore; don’t stop believin’
Keep your hope – your time must come.
This was following Day 9’s prompt for NaPoWriMo; write a poem with the first five songs on a Ipod/phone playlist. My five are in bold.
- Travis – Driftwood
- Blind faith – Chase & Status
- Children of the Revolution – T. Rex
- Cry me Out – Pixie Lott (That was a hard one!)
- Don’t stop believin’ – Journey
It was hard; but fun!