fauxcroft

In days of past memories,

I recall the old histories,

Many of them being tragedies,

Lost and lonely, hard to believe

That throughout all the misery

People still liked singing and dancing

They still enjoyed life and kept laughing

Sing and dancing

Enjoying life and laughing

Histories and tragedies

And many other vagaries

It’s all so very clear to me

That people are more tougher than we perceive

They cope with things in different degrees

And keep holding on to their beliefs

And they keep singing and dancing

Enjoying life and laughing

It’s as if music was their everything

I don’t see it now being acted out differently

Singing, dancing,

Enjoying life and laughing

Music is people’s everything

And helps them deal with rendering

The hardships of the never ending

Pain, death and misery,

Of what’s happened in history

Long held within our memories.