When writing my Week 24 song for #songaweek2016, I was feeling the weight of hate in our country – the Orlando shooting, Donald Trump rallies, comments sections and Internet memes of all stripes.
Tried to write something coherent, but I think I felt most strongly the wordless singing part. Not my best week, too squeezed for time this time, but I’m committed to doing this every week and posting it here, so here it is. With electric guitar by Nathan Bloom.
This can’t go on forever
this can’t be all we’ve got
this summer afternoon that’s raging
bloody blazing hot
but does that mean that nightmares
are clinging to its heels?
and for the thousandth time the moon
looks sadly down on killing fields?
Aah . . .
I wish you hope and courage
and strength and wisdom too
I wish you all the healing balm
that love and peace need to take root
and when your heart attacks you
with fear and dull despair
I wish you hands that hold your own
and voices vowing, I am here.