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Human Kindness by Carrie Tree, Performed with Zu Choir, Arranged and Conducted by Sophia Efthimiou, Winter Concert 2023 in support of Enthum House and Lewes Open Door. Carrie wrote this song after spending time volunteering in the 'Jungle' - the refugee camp in Calais. This was her response having spoken to many people and hearing their stories. It is written from the perspective of one man that she met, who had fled his war-torn country with just the clothes he was wearing. In a wider sense, the song is also about the fundamental human need for a safe home, a sense of belonging, and the power of kindness to cultivate peace. https://www.carrietree.co.uk/ https://www.singingourselveshome.com/ https://www.enthumfoundation.org/ https://www.lewesopendoor.org/ Human Kindness is from Carrie's album The Canoe ❊ Human Kindness ❊ I know that there’s more to this ugly game, I see a war designed to never be tamed. I’ve slept in the rubble, amongst the shame, Screaming at the bombs, this is not in my name. I’m seeking kindness, I’m longing for safety, I'm praying for home. I’m craving compassion, Searching for sanity, Praying for home, I’ve been stripped to the bone. Home Is where we can belong, Home Is where our children grow strong. Home Is where the fire burns long, Home Is where peace can come from. I’ve travelled for months, ran thousands of miles, I fled the land that holds the heart of my kin. And I know you now see the torn state I’m in, I can’t tell you my name or the places I’ve been…. I’m praying for human kindness… I'm praying for human forgiveness I'm praying for us to all to belong They call me a migrant They call me a thief. They call me a beggar man, An asylum seeker. I was once a teacher, I was once a family man, I was once a dreamer, A community leader. And I’ve seen friends and family all scattered and broken, and we don’t know why the cruelty keeps raging Yes I’m seeking your kindness, I’m longing for safely, I'm praying for home. I’m craving compassion, Searching for meaning, And I feel so alone, I’ve been stripped to the bone. Home Is where we can belong, Home Is where our children grow strong. Home Is where the fire burns long, Home Is where peace can come from…