Ēriks Ešenvalds - Proclamation
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Whereas the world is a house on fire;
Whereas the nations are filled with shouting;
Whereas hope seems small, sometimes
A single bird on a wire
Lefi: by migration behind
Whereas kindness is seldom in the news
And peace an abstraction
While war is real;
Whereas words are all I have;
Whereas my life is short;
Whereas I am afraid;
Whereas I am free—despite all
Fire and anger and fear;
Be it therefore resolved a song
Shall be my calling—a song
Not yet made shall be vocation
And peaceful words the work
Of my remaining days
Whereas the nations are filled with shouting;
Whereas hope seems small, sometimes
A single bird on a wire
Lefi: by migration behind
Whereas kindness is seldom in the news
And peace an abstraction
While war is real;
Whereas words are all I have;
Whereas my life is short;
Whereas I am afraid;
Whereas I am free—despite all
Fire and anger and fear;
Be it therefore resolved a song
Shall be my calling—a song
Not yet made shall be vocation
And peaceful words the work
Of my remaining days