Not the torturer will scare me
Nor the body's final fall
Nor the barrels of death's rifles
Nor the shadows on the wall
Nor the night when to the ground
The last dim star of pain, is hurled
But the blind indifference
Of a merciless, unfeeling world.

Lying in the burnt out shell
Of some Albanian farm
An old Babushka
Holds a crying baby in her arms
A soldier from the other side
A man of heart and pride
Breaks ranks,
Lays down his rifle
To kneel by her side.

He gives her water
Binds her wounds
And calms the crying child
A touch gives absolution then
Across the great divide
He picks his way
Back through the broken
China of her life
And there at the curb
The samaritan Serb
Turns and waves... Goodbye.

And each small candle
Lights a corner of the dark
Each small candle
Lights a corner of the dark
Each small candle lights
A corner of the dark.

When the wheel of pain stops turning
And the branding iron stops burning
When the children can be children
When the desperados weaken
When the tide rolls into greet them.

And the natural law of science
Greets the humble and the mighty
And the billion candles burning
Lights the dark side
Of every human mind.

Each small candle
Each small candle
Each small candles
Lights the dark side
Of every human mind.

And each small candle
Lights a corner of the dark.

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