SONG: THE BLACKTHORN BLOOMS
By Talis Kimberley-Fairbourn
I’ve no magic words here
No dice left the throw
But the seeds that I’ve planted
Are willing to grow
We’re all feeling hopeless –
Disaster looms.
But still the bread rises
And the blackthorn blooms.
Here’s fury and fear
Here’s stunned disbelief
That we could lose so much
Our own leaders turned thief
I get that you’re numb
I get that you’re tired
We had a ticket to the future
But the future’s expired
I’ve no magic words…
They’ve played us as pawns
They’ve played us for fools
They want us divided
And to make us cruel
So kindness is sacred
It’s a choice, it’s an art
It’s an act of resistance
From the breaking of heart:
Can you carry a song?
Can you carry a light?
We did not deserve this
And it isn’t alright
We’re all feeling hopeless
Amidst the lies
But the blackthorn is blooming
And the bread will rise
I’ve no magic words
No dice left to throw
But the seeds that I planted
Are going to grow
I know we feel hopeless –
Disaster looms
But still the bread rises
Still the bread rises
Still the bread rises
And the blackthorn blooms.
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Words & music by & © Talis Kimberley, 21st March 2019.
Talis Kimberley, one of the finest filkers and social justice bards I know.