Earth Day . Song Lyric Sunday.

Good morning it’s Song Lyric Sunday on Monday! This week out host Jim Adams has asked for a song that represents Earth Day (April 22), or Arbor Day (April 24). Well there are lots to choose from and you can Check out Jim’s write up and the rules Here.

So I have wittled it down to three . Firstly , Is This the World We Created…?” is a song by the British rock band Queen, which was originally released on their eleventh studio album The Works in 1984.

“Is This the World We Created…?” was written in Munich after lead singer Freddie Mercury and guitarist Brian May watched the news of poverty in Africa; Mercury wrote most of the lyrics and May wrote the chords and made small lyrical contributions.

The song was recorded with an Ovation, but, in live performances, May played drummer Roger Taylor’s Gibson Chet Atkins CE nylon-stringed guitar. A piano was tracked at the recording sessions for this song, but ultimately not included in the final mix. Originally, a Mercury composition, “There Must Be More to Life Than This” (which was around since the Hot Space sessions and finally ended up on his solo album Mr. Bad Guy) was supposed to be the album’s last track. The song was written in the key of B minor, but the recording sounds one semitone lower.

The song was performed at Live Aid as an encore, with additional instruments and arrangements in the last part; changes were also present in the vocal line. A month before their Live Aid appearance, “Is This the World We Created…?” was Queen’s contribution to the multi-artist compilation Greenpeace – The Album.

Just look at all those hungry mouths we have to feed
Take a look at all the suffering we breed
So many lonely faces scattered all around
Searching for what they need

Is this the world we created?
What did we do it for?
Is this the world we invaded
Against the law?
So it seems in the end
Is this what we’re all living for today?
The world that we created

You know that every day a helpless child is born
Who needs some loving care inside a happy home
Somewhere, a wealthy man is sitting on his throne
Waiting for life to go by

Oh-oh, is this the world we created?
We made it on our own
Is this the world we devasted, right to the bone?
If there’s a God in the sky, looking down
What can he think of what we’ve done
To the world that He created?

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Brian May / Freddie Mercury

Secondly Earth Song, you can read about it here., I think more than one person will pick this by Michael Jackson so I am giving you a snippet of it by my favourite Sam Ryder. Singing live in his shed.

Lastly another song I have often used to make a point about the state of our planet. “Beds Are Burning” is a song by the Australian rock band Midnight Oil, the first track from their sixth album, Diesel and Dust (1987). This song was released as the second single from the album. It reached No. 1 in New ZealandSouth Africa and Canada, No. 6 in Australia, and No. 17 in the United States. It is one of The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame’s 500 Songs that Shaped Rock and Roll and it was named number 95 on VH1’s 100 Greatest One Hit Wonders of the 80s and number 97 by the Triple J Hottest 100 of All Time in 2009.

After Midnight Oil toured through the Outback in 1986, playing to remote Aboriginal communities and seeing firsthand the seriousness of the issues in health and living standards, Peter Garrett, Jimmy Moginie and Rob Hirst wrote “Beds Are Burning” to criticise how said populations were often removed from their lands, highlighted by the pre-chorus lines “it belongs to them, let’s give it back”. Considering such a local affair inspired a worldwide hit, Garrett commented “Who would have thought an Aboriginal land rights song would travel that far?” There are specific references to certain Australian places and politics, such as Kintore Ranges and the town of Yuendumu, vehicles produced by the Holden company, the “It’s Time” slogan and the notion of “fair go“.

In an interview with British website and publication Songwriting Magazine, Rob Hirst discussed how Midnight Oil were determined to be seen as an Australian band. In the same conversation he stated, “Land rights are something that appear in so many countries around the world, New Zealand, Canada, the United States, but we were determined that Midnight Oil wouldn’t be seen as one of those international bands, writing songs that could have come from anywhere. We were determined to put place names and other specific bits and pieces in all our songs.”


“Beds Are Burning”

Out where the river broke
The blood-wood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty-five degrees

The time has come
To say fair’s fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share

The time has come
A fact’s a fact
It belongs to them
Let’s give it back

How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning

How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning

The time has come
To say fair’s fair
To pay the rent
Now to pay our share

Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty-five degrees

The time has come
To say fair’s fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share

The time has come
A fact’s a fact
It belongs to them
Let’s give it back

How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning

How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning

The time has come
To say fair’s fair
To pay the rent now
To pay our share

The time has come
A fact’s a fact
It belongs to them
We’re gonna give it back

How can we dance
When our earth is turning
How do we sleep
While our beds are burning

Writer(s): Martin Rotsey, Peter Garrett, Robert Hirst, James Moginie, Peter Gifford

All infotmation can be found on Wikipedia.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 25, 2026.

Ping went my phone , it was the prompt from Linda for her SoCs this week. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “tan/ten/tin/ton/tun.” Use one, use ’em all, use ’em any way you’d like. Bonus points if you manage to get four of them into your post. Have fun!

“tan/ten/tin/ton/tun.

Image from chatgpt and me

Most days the stench from the Tannery got inside your head destroying your olfactory senses. Bob was ten when they moved into a room in the house next door to the tanhouse. At first he thought it was a lucky escape from temperature swings and the blackness of the tin mine where he’d worked on with his Da since he was five. Facing death daily for a pittance. They struggled by until the expected big disaster happened. Small disasters were a daily occurrence… Injury, maiming even death. Finally it happened the corridor he and Da were working in collapsed.Tons of earth and rock fell upon them …he was the only one of twenty five men and boys saved…Da had felt the signs the tun,tun,tun sounds as the area vibrated, he had felt that before. He knew what to do and shoved Bob to the end of the tunnel and laid across him to protect him.
Ma got Bob a job at the tannery …she had five girls all under six and Bob the oldest and only boy had to work.
He missed the walk home from the mine …he missed the fresh air he missed Da. He carried a ton of care on his young shoulders. But he’ll just keep going he must.

This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

One-Liner Wednesday and Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Life Hack and Decision.

Badge by Laura @ riddlefromthemiddle.

Monday whilst popping into a Tesco Supermarket I got my foot caught in my shoulderbag’s strap…. Result, a very slow but not dignified exit from the car! Almost a face plant . I managed to lean to the side and saved myself with my wrist and bum…. result I am stiff and bruised but nothing broken, thank goodness.
Lol 😆😆😆😆

So here today for One-Liner Wednesday is the Life Hack I should have used for Stream of Consciousness Saturday this Saturday just gone. I would have but WordPress were messing me around!

“When you wake up and life tells you “Not today!” Stay in bed! “

j

“Cinquain Poetry Prompt 48: FAITH is your inspiration.”

American Cinquain Poetry Prompt

True faith
Is blind belief
The sun will always rise
Earth spins on it’s axis until
It stops.

Mankind
No longer has
Faith in anything but
Mammon. It’s the one shiny God,
Selfish.

RONOVANWRITES AMERICAN CINQUAIN CHALLENGE

#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 61, Sisterly Love, 04/21/26

The header to this blog is actually my cousin but we are only months apart in age and we grew up together so she is like an extra sister. Lindy Loo.

This weeks Tanka Tuesday is hosted by the delightful Yvette ! She says. “Next week is my sister’s 50th birthday. While we have definitely had some trying times, especially during our childhood years, she is my absolute best friend. We talk every day and make every effort to spend time together at least once a month.”

So this week Yvette want’s focus on sisterly love. She says she realized that not everyone is blessed in having an amazing sister like she does. So for those of you who do not, you can broaden your idea of sisterly love. It could mean sisterhood, friendship, or support of all women.

I have two wonderful sisters who I love dearly and we are are in touch daily. But we had another sister who we lost eleven years ago . So I have written about her. The form I have chosen to write is an Etheree . I wrote it so your can either read it from top to bottom or bottom to top. I have written about Mary’s death before but I have rewritten the poem so it is now syllabic.

My beautiful sister Mary and I about thirty years ago.

© willowdot21 Mary and I , Mary seated.

My  dear  and  beautiful second eldest  sister died  in October 2015 . She was a nursing  sister  all her  working  life and  she  touched  so many  lives. She died a horrible  and  painful  death due  to a  drug  resistant  bug. 

Last moments

Machines  murmured and  slowly  stopped their pings
Your  soul, finally  at  peace, found  wings.
After months  of  pain  you are gone.
With your true love  dancing free .
God  Bless  you  sister  dear
Is your heart soaring
I miss  you  so,
Rest in peace
Sister
Dear

Dear
Sister
Rest in peace
I miss you so.
Is your heart soaring?
God bless you Sister dear.
With your true love dancing free
After months of pain you are gone.
Your soul, finally at peace, found wings.
Machines  murmured and  slowly  stopped their pings.

Song Lyric Sunday: Living in the family.

Good afternoon what a day it’s been! Real life traumas apart 😃😃 I have tried six times to publish this post and my patience is running thin . So this is not going to be a long post! Okay winge over! This week Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday :April 19, 2026 has been suggested by Di of pensitivity101. Here is her prompt. “Please pick a song that mentions a family member such as mom, dad, sister, brother, aunt, uncle, grandparent, or cousin .” What a great post Di thank you

Now our great host Jim has great hints and helpful tips for us do read his post here.

I am going for immediate family, Sister, Brother, Mother, Father . I stopped there because I was having so much stress getting the post to work? Oh! Yes for an extra point Di please I have four songs from one Group…. …

“Sail Away Sweet Sister (To the Sister I Never Had)” is a song by Queen, released on their 1980 album The Game. Written and sung by Brian May, with Freddie Mercury singing the bridge, the track was recorded in 1979. It was never played live by Queen but was covered by Guns N’ Roses and performed by May in 1998.

Freddie Mercury sang lead vocals on Queen’s “Soul Brother,” which was released as the B-side to the “Under Pressure” single in 1981. Written by Mercury as a tribute to his bandmates, the song features all four members of Queen (Mercury, May, Taylor, Deacon) and was recorded during the Hot Space album sessions. 

“Father to Son” was written by Brian May and features heavy metal sections as well as quiet piano parts, in which both May and Mercury played. Like “Procession”, “Father to Son” has parts with May on multi-tracked guitar played through the Deacy Amp. It is written from the father’s perspective when talking or thinking about his son. Queen immediately added “Father to Son” to their live setlists. In 1975, it was dropped from live shows, but revived a few times in 1976. The song covers a two-octave range: Mercury (G3-A4), Taylor (G4-A5).

Mother Love” is a song by Queen, from the album Made in Heaven, released in 1995 after Freddie Mercury‘s death in 1991. It was written by Mercury and Brian May. Mercury recorded two out of three verses before becoming too sickly to continue recording, so May recorded the final verse himself later. “Mother Love” was the final song co-written by Mercury and May, and was also Mercury’s last vocal performance. Mercury’s vocals for “Mother Love” were recorded 13–16 May 1991. On his website, May discussed the writing process he and Mercury had (writing both separately and together, and conscious of the nature of the song and the lyrics). Upon reaching the final verse, Mercury told May that he had to go and “have a rest”, but that he would return later and finish it. Mercury never made it back to the studio due to his worsening condition, thus May sang the last verse on the track.

The song features a sample of the vocal improvisation from Queen’s famous 12 July 1986 concert at Wembley Stadium, and a sample from the intro of the studio version of “One Vision” and “Tie Your Mother Down“. It also features a sample from a cover of “Goin’ Back“, a song written by Carole King and Gerry Goffin, for which Mercury had provided lead vocals in 1972. The cover was released as a B-side to “I Can Hear Music“, a Ronettes cover, by Larry Lurex (a pseudonym of Mercury’s), not long before the release of Queen’s debut album. The sound bursts between the sing along and the “Goin’ Back” sample are apparently a few milliseconds of every Queen track ever recorded, put together, and then rapidly sped through a tape machine.[citation needed] At the very end of the song, a baby is heard crying

Bonus Track by “quite little Axel”

I am off now before this post gets lost again.

HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE 💜💜💜

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As you can see Miss Gloria has had a hand in this. Thank you wordpress and all the new, to me, bloggers visiting me. Let’s not forget Gloria !

Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 60, Tricube, 14/April/2026.

This week I am hosting Tanka Tuesday. The form of poetry I have picked is a form that I believe is new to us. A tricube, which is a 3-line, 3-stanza poem where each line contains exactly 3 syllables.

In my prompt post I wrote an example of Tricube titled Morning. It was inspired by the moments that start my day. Below is called my offering: Goodnight Alexa. Inspired by the minuites before I go to bed.

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Goodnight Alexa.

Alexa
Goodnight please
“Home and Armed”

Alexa
Turn off lights.
Stub my toe

Dishwasher
Set to start
Going soon

The washing
Set to stop
When it’s done

Aching feet
Slowly take
Me to bed

The bed is
Soft and warm
Let me sleep

Did I lock
The back door
I must check.

Freezer door
Shut, fridge door
Closed up too.

Alexa
Wireless off
Sleep now please

Song Lyric Sunday. New Music To Me!

Welcome to Song Lyric Sunday this week or talented and knowledgeable host Jim Adams said:

Last week we had April Music Birthdays where the theme was to find a song written or performed by someone who was born in the month of April. This week the theme is to find a song by an artist that you just discovered.

I have recently discovered Afro Soul and I truly have fallen in love with it! This first song was written by Stromae . It’s a truly a heartbreaking song. Written by Paul Van Haver was born in Brussels and raised in the city’s Laken district, to a Tutsi father from Rwanda, Pierre Rutare, and a Flemish mother, Miranda Van Haver. He said in an interview that he also has distant Somali heritage from his father’s side. He and his siblings were raised by their mother, as their father, an architect, was killed during the 1994 Rwandan genocide while visiting his family.

On his absent father, he declared in 2019, “My father was never there for me. He left right away. He was a runner, a flirt. I learned much later that I had half-siblings. He was an architect who went back and forth between Belgium and Rwanda. I must have seen him twenty times in my life, and he died during the Rwandan genocide. But he had already disappeared for me, and when I learned of his death, I didn’t cry. Perhaps I hadn’t prepared myself. The fact remains that we won’t be able to make up for lost time with this dad we didn’t see when we were little.”.

Stromea once said not everyone knows how to be a father… everyone knows how to have babies.

Here is my favourite version: Papaoutai (Afro Soul)” is a song by mikeeysmind and Chill77, released through Swedish label Unjaps AB on December 20, 2025. It is an AI-generated cover of the original song. The track was uploaded to YouTube on January 9, 2026, after which it went viral.

Here is papaoutai with English Lyrics.

I love all the music that Afro Soul it is so uplifting! Here is Mama Africa.

here is the first video I happened upon that sent me searching.

HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE 💜💜

Gloria is on her way home !!! Go safe

Gloria, Earl and all the gang were having their final read of Goodnight Moon. Everyone was being very quiet. “What’s going on in here ?” Asked willow poking her head around the door.

Earl looked up and said “We are sad because Gloria is going home today 😔 and we will all miss her! ” Oh!” said willow “we can’t have that, I think you need to look at this another way ” Well everyone was shocked 😲…Jingles was the first to speak. ” Really willow what other way is there to look at this?” “Now let me see… I bet you are all thinking about how much you will be missing Gloria, right?” Everyone all knodded their heads. “Yes indeed said willow . Have you all wondered how the Aquaroomers are feeling without Gloria …..have any of you thought about how Gloria is feeling?” There was a hush and everyone looked very sheepish! …”I think” said willow we all need to be happy about all the lovely things we have done and all the tales we have told eachother. There are times in our lives when we have to be glad for others even if it makes us sad. Sadness doesn’t last forever. ” Everyone thought about this and agreed that willow was right! “Come on” said willow lets all have some cake. Then we can all wave Gloria off!

So they all had cake and talked about all the lovely times they shared.

So many things and so much more. Here are just a few of the memories.

So later that day after a lovely party 🎉🎉 Everyone went to Heathrow Airport to see Gloria off on her journey home to the Aquaroomers and Jennie in the United States of America. As they waved good bye and Bon Voyage they all had their own happy Memories of Gloria.

I won’t say there were no tears….even willow and hubby shed a tear. But everyone knew that this was the right thing, Gloria had to go home. Everyone was happy for Gloria. …..Gloria was so excited to be on her way home to see Jennie and the Aquaroomers! She was singing 💜.

God Bless Gloria , safe journey home. We love you.

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