Peace, peace to far and near

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So a while back there was a meme for people to post anti-war songs. I thought that was a good meme, but at the time I didn't participate because I thought, I don't know any anti-war songs except really obvious ones like Universal Soldier and Blowing in the wind. I realized somewhat belatedly that I do in fact know the several Israeli anti-war songs, including the Song for Peace. I started composing a translation of it and found it was coming out with scansion. What I ended up with was not really a translation of the song as such, but a poem based on my (probably reliable) memory of my (almost certainly unreliable) transcription of the song. It's not really good enough for public but it's not bad enough to destroy and try to forget the memory of having written it, so here you go:

Let the sun rise
To light the morning –
Prayer's purest eyes
See no returning;
Whose light is out
Who sleeps in dust
No bitter shout
Brings back to us,
From death's dark pit
No man is raised.
All empty now are victory's joy
And songs of praise!

So only sing the song of peace,
Forget your mumbled prayers,
Better to sing the song of peace,
Shout it loud!

Let the sun shine
To greet the flowers.
Don't look behind;
The dead aren't ours.
We can't just say
"The day shall come!"
We'll bring that day,
We'll sing our song
In every town
From west to east,
Our many voices all as one
Shout out for peace.

It's so tempting right now to pray for peace. That would be the wrong thing to do for me personally, in my religious framework, if I don't also do something practical to make peace happen. I really don't know what though. Of course, it's far too easy to feel helpless to have any effect on distant foreign wars, but that feeling is worse right now, as a foreigner in a country where I have no contacts and don't know how these things work. Does anyone have any suggestions? Even something as simple as a charity I could donate to would be a good start.

And if you don't have any ideas about that, suggestions for improving the poemlet are also welcome. I'm particularly concerned about the line: All empty now are victory's joy / And songs of praise! because while it's obviously a plural statement grammatically, aesthetically it feels like it should be singlular. Any ideas?

Comments

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

in the longer run nobody is ever going to have the government they would want in more than, on average, fifty per cent of the time; and at all times governments will do things you disapprove of.

This isn't, to my mind, a qualitiative thing, but a quantitative one; how far can you live with the pendulum swinging ? [ This aside from the question of how much trust one has in the processes allowing it to swing back and forth, which is to my mind a very different question in the US than in Britain at the moment; the current US regime does not seem to have the concept of "loyal opposition" in their conceptual universe, and that's a vital one for any democracy. ]

I'm not at all fond of the current Conservative government in Canada, but things like Harper's speech that I linked to above, and the point - lost the link now, but I posted it in my journal a while back - where they basically were capable of admitting to having lost the battle wrt same-sex marriage and that they were therefore going to stop fighting it, make them people I'm still happy to live under, and, when I'm in a position to do so, exercise my vote against. I'd not live in the US under its current government for any reason I can easily envision. Not at all sure how I'd feel about living in Blairstrip One these days, but hopefully that won't be an issue ever again.

[lethargic-man.livejournal.com]

Not at all sure how I'd feel about living in Blairstrip One these days, but hopefully that won't be an issue ever again.

Well, for all he's in denial about it, we're not going to have Blair for much longer. "Would you like to go now, when half the country hates you, or at the end of your term, when everyone will hate you?" You'd have thought he might have learned from the fate of Mrs Thatcher...