A song I wrote to process cultural loneliness that I'd been feeling acutely over Christmas 2024 and the ensuing New Year. The events alluded to are events in the history of my birth country, knowledge of which is suppressed there. Much of what I allude to, I only found out in the years after my arrival in the UK.
Lyrics
I'm lonely and only
few get to know me;
I'm lonely;
if only
someone could show me
why I should not be stranded
if I should remember
the stories long denied me;
there's no place for me.
Starving husks work in the fields,
families rushed through checkpoint fences,
children now condemned to hang,
these are what I bear in me.
I'm lonely and only
few get to know me;
I'm lonely;
if only
someone could show me
why I should not be stranded
if I should remember
the stories long denied me;
there's no place for me.
(Lonely in the stable;
oh, how few are able
to see the faces before them
and see power within them!
Lonely and only
few get to know thee;
how lonely;
if only
these hearts had a place for thee)