(Here’s one I wrote a few years ago, to the tune of The Sound of Music – My Favourite Things)
Homelessness rising and people frost-bitten,
Unnourished bellies, cold hands without mittens
Transnational big businesses pulling our strings,
These are a few of my least favourite things,
Terrorists funded by Oil and Arms Dealers,
Refugees blamed by Daesh and all our leaders,
Bombers that fly with mass death on their wings
These are a few of my least favourite things,
Violence increasing as prejudice slashes,
Divide to rule rhetoric gluing eyelashes
Icy white winters mixed up with our springs
These are a few of my least favourite things,
Chorus:
When the cuts bite, when the lies sting,
When we’re feeling sad
We unite against our least favourite things
And then we won’t feel so bad,
Misinformation as our climate is cracking,
Secretive deals to enforce lethal fracking,
Opportunities passing as poverty clings,
These are a few of my least favourite things,
Racism, ableism, gender exclusion,
Media Moguls spreading confusion,
Insipid homogeny dominating
These are a few of my least favourite things,
Public services given to corporatisation
Making us wonder who governs our nations,
Vulnerable patients charged for their slings
These are a few of my least favourite things,
Chorus:
When the cuts bite, when the lies sting,
When we’re feeling sad
We unite against our least favourite things
And then we won’t feel so bad.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch