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The Children of Gaza Lyrics: II

"The Children of Gaza" Lyrics: II These lyrics were written by Michael R. Burch and were adapted in places to the music by Michael R. Burch with input from composer Eduard de Boer. World premiere, April 22,2017, in the Oosterkerk in the Dutch town of Hoorn. Performed by Dima Bawab, soprano; Eduard de Boer, piano. VI. In the Shelter Mother: Hush my darling, please don't cry. The bombs will stop dropping, by and by. Hush, I'll sing you a lullaby… Child: Mama, I know that I'm safe in your arms. Your sweet love protects me from all harms, but still I fear the sirens' alarms! Mother: Hush now my darling, don't say a word. My love will protect you, whatever you heard. Hush now… Child: But what about pappa, you loved him too. Mother: My love will protect you. My love will protect you! Child: I know that you love me, but pappa is gone! Mother: Your pappa's in heaven, where nothing goes wrong. Come, rest at my breast and I'll sing you a song. Child: But pappa was strong, and now he's not here. Mother: He's where he must be, and yet ever-near. Now we both must be strong; there's nothing to fear. Child: The bombs are still falling! Will this night never end? Mother: The deep darkness hides us; the night is our friend. Hush, I'll sing you a lullaby. Child: Yes, mama, I'm sure you are right. We will be safe under cover of night. [spoken] But what is that sound? [screamed] Mama! I am fri(ghtened) ….! VII. Frail Envelope of Flesh Frail envelope of flesh, lying on the surgeon's table with anguished eyes like your mother's eyes and a heartbeat weak, unstable… Frail crucible of dust, brief flower come to this? your tiny hand in your mother's hand for a last bewildered kiss… Brief mayfly of a child, to live five artless years… Now your mother's lips seal up your lips from the Deluge of her tears… VIII. Among the Angels Child: There is peace where I am now, I reside in a heavenly land that rests safe in the palm of a loving Being's hand; where the butterfly finds shelter and the white dove glides to rest in the bright and shining sands of those shores all men call Blessed. Mother: My darling, how I long to touch your face, to see your smile, to hear your laughter's grace. Great Allah, hear my plea. Return my child to me. Child: My darling mother, here beyond the stars where I now live, I see and feel your tears, but here is peace and joy, and no more pain. Here is where I will remain. Mother: My darling, do not leave me here alone! Come back to me! Why did you turn to stone? Great Allah, hear my plea. Please send my child back to me... Child: Dear mother, to your wonderful love I bow. But I can't return... I am among the Angels now. Do not worry about me. Here is where I long to be. Mother: My darling, it is as if I hear your voice consoling me. Oh, can this be your choice? Great Allah, hear my plea. Impart wisdom to me. Child: Dear mother, I was born of your great love, a gentle spirit... I died a slaughtered dove, that I might bring this message from the stars: it is time to end earth's wars. Remember?in both Bible and Koran how many times each precious word is used? "Mercy. Compassion. Justice." Let each man, each woman live by the Law that rules both below and above: reject all hate and embrace Love. IX. Epilogue: I have a dream I have a dream... that one day all the world will see me as I am: a small child, lonely and afraid, a small child, lonely and afraid. Look at me... I am flesh... I laugh, I bleed, I cry. Look at me; I dare you to look me in the eye and tell me and my mother how I deserve to die. I only ask to live in a world where things are fair; I only ask for love in a world where people share, I only ask for love in a world where people share. Oh, I have a dream... that one day all the world will see me as I am: a small child, lonely and afraid, a small child, lonely and afraid. Keywords/Tags: child, childhood, children, child abuse, mother, mother and child, mother and son, families, social injustice, race, racism, ethnic cleansing, apartheid, genocide

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