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For some inexplicable reason, I felt I needed to revise this poem and also its title.

I am much happier with it now. A recording of my reading the poem should be up my Codey's World hosted page, just as soon as my voice recovers from my bout with the flu.

Who Sings of Joy?

by DesDownUnder ?2009- revised.

Who will write us an anthem,

Who will stand and praise our pride,

Who will mourn with requiem,

Those who have lived and died,

So youth is free today,

To leave sorrow aside,

And be proud to be gay?

Who will wipe away tears,

From those who understand,

The loss of all our years,

The rights of all Mankind,

To live 'n love without fears,

To sing, none shall rescind,

The freedoms won by queers?

Who will write a song of love,

Who will stand by our side,

Who chants the right to love,

Denying those who lied,

Of hatred from above,

To stop us as we tried

Living lives of true love?

Who sings for liberty,

With songs of pride that praised,

Our solidarity,

In our gentle crusade,

For Love's true cause,

Even as we slaved,

Against unjust laws?

Who will cry out against,

The loss of human rights,

To live in fearless days,

And sing of happy nights,

Of peace that stays,

With no more fights,

About our loving ways?

Who will know life's meaning,

If all humanity,

Is denied marrying,

In equal unity,

By not accepting

Love's great insanity,

As sanctity of living?

No call to arms shall be made,

Which does not embrace,

Compassion for the whole human Race,

No more wars on love,

With words of hate,

No more shall we enslave,

Ourselves or our fate.

We know our destiny is to see

Our love is what makes us free.

Who will sing our song of freedom,

Who will dance to life 'n gaiety,

Who will sing our anthem,

Of love and joy in living free?

Oh, let it be, you and me.

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  • 2 weeks later...

When I read this lovely poem I was away from home and my only internet access was my mobile phone. So I went cross-eyed squinting at the tiny text but persevered because the poem engendered an emotional response in me.

Perhaps I was just homesick, but it did have a powerful effect on me. At the time I couldn't post a comment (alright, I could have but the hoops you have to jump through on a mobile phone to get that to work are enough to give me a migraine!) so I'm glad to rectify that now.

A lovely piece, Des. Thanks for posting it. :icon_geek:

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And a big thank you to you too, Bruin.

I quite understand why you didn't try to reply through your mobile phone. I gave up trying to even read on it let alone write.

Yes, I did mean for the poem to be emotional, I was listening to various songs which suddenly urged me to write.

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