A Hard Night That's Gonna Fall Poem by Dann Thomas

Oh, where have you been, my dear little son?
Oh, where have been, my darling young one?

I've been where a 100 pyres burn the night into day.
I've been where the powered make money from the dead.
Been there as a vendor's cart is kicked over in anger.
Was at the Ganges whose banks grow beds of saffron flowers.
Been with young men carrying somebody's dead mother.

And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard.
And it's a hard night that's gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my dear little son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?

I saw a life wheeled in and a body bag rolled out.
Saw the politician driven in his oxygen loaded car.
Saw a doctor quickly wipe a tear in a reflection.
I saw a fist full of money couldn't buy a single breathe.
I saw a long line waiting for the magic vaccine.
Saw a longer line go hungry that evening.

And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard.
And it's a hard night that's gonna fall

Oh, what did you hear, my dear little son?
Oh, what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the beep of life that was silent in the morning.
Heard a young man's cough breaking heaven's door.
I heard an old man cry like a child for his mother.
Heard the rush of duty as nurses ran in their oversized gear.
I heard the last call of a child 'bye mama I'm going, don't fear'.

And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard.
And it's a hard night that's gonna fall

Oh, what will you do, my dear little son?
Oh, what will you do, my darling young one?

I'll scream at the world as it's gone all wrong.
Watch them hang murderers with ropes of their poisoned money.
I'll touch a lost hand and hope it would smile back at me.
I'll wonder if plastic and masks will just cover the ocean.
I'll fight for my right to life on this earth again.
And I'll pray that this doesn't ever happen again.

And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard.
And it's a hard night that's gonna fall.

This poem is based on the song by Bob Dylan - A hard rains gonna fall
*This is song about the pain and suffering in India caused by Covid and the negligence by greedy leaders. Remembering the many who died and their loved ones, and the many health workers who continue fighting this sickness despite any Govt support.