Yes, you are really privileged today to be the first to read my new poem ‘How Come?’ which I have written for ‘Sing for Water’
http://leicestersingforwater.org.uk/
This will take place on June 2nd, Bede Island Park, Leicester and as part of the event I will be performing the poem. I am raising funds too so if you would like to sponsor me please comment below.
Here’s the poem:
How Come?
Chorus:
How come?
(How come?)
When the rain falls
How come?
(How come?)
When the river flows
How come?
(How come?)
Our earth is dry
How come?
(How come?)
Our hands are empty.
…
1. From the Great Central Way
where the trains once ran
to the old canal
where the bridges span
from the new Co-op
to the great big slide
the cry goes up
from every side:
(Chorus)
…
2. From the African farms
where the crops are dying
to the Indian homes
where the wells are drying
and the child who is sick
from the dirty river
the cry goes out
as our voices quiver:
(Chorus)
…
3. O the desert runs fast
till it swallows your home
and the rains don’t last
even when they come
our skin is like leather
and our throats are dry
still from every heart
we hear the cry:
(Chorus)
…
4. Verse in Hindi:
meri achi tarah se sukha hai
aur pani naheen hai
mere phasalo mar cuke hai
mera bacha bimar hai *
(Chorus)
…
5. Now the farmer weeps
as the crops are dead
and the mother cries
as the children aren’t fed
and the earth is cracked
and our soil is sand
still the cry goes out
from every land:
(Chorus)
…
6. When you’re down on your knees
no hope in sight
cos the man says that water’s
not a human right
then you’ve only gotta
do one thing
and that’s sing for water
everybody sing!
(Chorus x 2)
So please comment below especially if you would like to sponsor me – and come along on the day!
Kirk out
* Translation: my well is dry there is no water my crops are dead my child is sick
Sarada Gray 