Depression since God knows when, a fight life long
Bullied at school, humiliation song
Parents in absentia, doing their thing
But sometimes I think I don’t know suffering at all
Thoughts suicidal, plans certainly made
Psychiatric unit; five long days
Railing ‘gainst unfairness, running away
But sometimes I think I don’t know suffering at all
Medical problems, plenty to tell
Silenced by powerful voices that butt in and swell
Confidence in tatters, zero CV
But sometimes I think I don’t know suffering at all
Bombardment in wartime; enduring Ukraine
Families lives shattered; countless thousands slain
Earthquakes arrival to bring death again
Sometimes I think I don’t know suffering at all
Survival of infant, miracle child
Orphaned in turmoil of unbelievable trial
Mother in labour, though round her concrete did rain
A warrior woman who pushed through her pain
Sometimes I think I don’t know suffering at all
Stop for a moment, consider your woes
Yes, it is cold; God don’t I know
Bills mounting up, the rich lapping their cream
Worries, fears, trauma; future grey not green
Societies-a-struggling to hold onto a dream
But sometimes I think I don’t know suffering at all
