The wonderful Lemn Sissay has given me permission to share his poem with you.
Let there be peace
Let tears evaporate to form clouds, cleanse themselves
And fall into reservoirs of drinking water.
Let harsh memories burst into fireworks that melt
In the dark pupils of a child’s eyes
And disappear like shoals of silver darting fish,
And let the waves reach the shore with a
Listening to him on Radio 4 recently, I learned that one of the songs we sing at choir is one of his morning poems. I’ll try to get a recording soon.