New Filk: Another Cambredth
Another Cambreadth
BY Joshua Kronengold (with Lisa Padol) n 2021
Structure very consciously pulled from After Cambreadth
words © 1995 John C. Bunnell
music: Heather Alexander (“March of Cambreadth”)
Sung in C minor, Starts on C
Children cry, streets go bare; masks are donned (as) most folk prepare.
Some get sick but fail to die; some are gone ‘fore you say goodbye,
Surgeon’s steel, clean and bright, heals the wounded and cuts out blight,
To the gods our oath we give:
How many of them can we make live?
Bars are closed to slow the spread, Body bags fill up with dead,
ERs mobbed to great degree, wards run low on their PPE,
Scrounge and reuse what you can, no one seems to have a plan,
Hands and sleep and lives we give:
How many of them can we make live?
Through the summer, through the fall, we get used to the protocol,
As the case counts rise and fall, some lose heart once they give their all.
Through the news there comes the word, vaccines once more are deferred,
Till the shots we can take and give,
How many of them can we make live
How many of them can we make live
How many of them can we make live. This entry was originally posted on Dreamwidth, where there are
comments. Comment there or comment here below.
BY Joshua Kronengold (with Lisa Padol) n 2021
Structure very consciously pulled from After Cambreadth
words © 1995 John C. Bunnell
music: Heather Alexander (“March of Cambreadth”)
Sung in C minor, Starts on C
Children cry, streets go bare; masks are donned (as) most folk prepare.
Some get sick but fail to die; some are gone ‘fore you say goodbye,
Surgeon’s steel, clean and bright, heals the wounded and cuts out blight,
To the gods our oath we give:
How many of them can we make live?
Bars are closed to slow the spread, Body bags fill up with dead,
ERs mobbed to great degree, wards run low on their PPE,
Scrounge and reuse what you can, no one seems to have a plan,
Hands and sleep and lives we give:
How many of them can we make live?
Through the summer, through the fall, we get used to the protocol,
As the case counts rise and fall, some lose heart once they give their all.
Through the news there comes the word, vaccines once more are deferred,
Till the shots we can take and give,
How many of them can we make live
How many of them can we make live
How many of them can we make live. This entry was originally posted on Dreamwidth, where there are
comments. Comment there or comment here below.