wretched as they (2019)
Wretched as They is a work hoping to shed light on the difficult lives many people live every single day. Whether it be poverty or another hardship, many people are struggling and we may not even know it. I hope this piece encourages you to reflect on the difficulties that life presents and how we can help fix the issues that surround us. Feel free to take a different tempo as long as the music still moves with a strong pulse.
Poverty by Jane Taylor
I saw an old cottage of clay,
And only of mud was the floor;
It was all falling into decay,
And the snow drifted in at the door.
Yet there a poor family dwelt,
In a hovel so dismal and rude;
And though gnawing hunger they felt,
They had not a morsel of food.
The children were crying for bread,
And to their poor mother they’d run;
‘Oh, give us some breakfast,’ they said,
Alas! their poor mother had none.
She viewed them with looks of despair,
She said (and I’m sure it was true),
“Tis not for myself that I care,
But, my poor little children, for you.’
O then, let the wealthy and gay
But see such a hovel as this,
That in a poor cottage of clay
They may know what true misery is.
And what I may have to bestow
I never will squander away,
While many poor people I know
Around me are wretched as they.