If only my voice was as powerful as a spoonful of soup
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If only my voice was as powerful as a spoonful of soup
8/8
Whist we roar and we march and we stomp and we shout
Whilst we are arrested and sacked and whilst they try to silence us
But my whisper in their ear would be as millions of voices
Millions of spoonfuls of soup
7/
Whist we roar and we march and we stomp and we shout
Whilst we are arrested and sacked and whilst they try to silence us
But my whisper in their ear would be as millions of voices
Millions of spoonfuls of soup
7/
I would give a world of tenderness and love
Away from the horrors and carnage
And cradle them in a blanket of kindness and humanity
Stitched together by millions who care
But have little power
6/
I would give a world of tenderness and love
Away from the horrors and carnage
And cradle them in a blanket of kindness and humanity
Stitched together by millions who care
But have little power
6/
Showing that I care
As brittle bones shattered like dreams are strewn
Whilst concrete is buried
And clouds of dust fill the lungs
Choking, blinding, rasping
I would hold the outstretched hand
Carrying empty bowl
Last carrying dirty flour
5/
Showing that I care
As brittle bones shattered like dreams are strewn
Whilst concrete is buried
And clouds of dust fill the lungs
Choking, blinding, rasping
I would hold the outstretched hand
Carrying empty bowl
Last carrying dirty flour
5/
Holding their head so tenderly, gently
A world away from the horror reflected in their hollow eyes
Burned on their skin like a number
Draping them on a bed so feather soft
Like a cloud under their fragile bodies.
If I could carry a dish of soup to Gaza
4/
Holding their head so tenderly, gently
A world away from the horror reflected in their hollow eyes
Burned on their skin like a number
Draping them on a bed so feather soft
Like a cloud under their fragile bodies.
If I could carry a dish of soup to Gaza
4/
Destruction of hope
Destruction of humanity
I would feed his bones to make them strong again
So he can stand tall
Stand proud
And look the world in the eyes
Asking
What did you do for me?
For us?
For yourself?
3/
Destruction of hope
Destruction of humanity
I would feed his bones to make them strong again
So he can stand tall
Stand proud
And look the world in the eyes
Asking
What did you do for me?
For us?
For yourself?
3/
And not have to taste the bitter salty sting of tears
Of abandonment, of loss
If I could carry a dish of soup
So filled with goodness, kindness and humanity
To feed the mouth of a starving child
Who has lived through losses
Maiming, death
2/
And not have to taste the bitter salty sting of tears
Of abandonment, of loss
If I could carry a dish of soup
So filled with goodness, kindness and humanity
To feed the mouth of a starving child
Who has lived through losses
Maiming, death
2/
STOP ARMING I$RAEL NOW!!
STOP ARMING I$RAEL NOW!!