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Song of the Childless

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Author: David W Solomons (dwsolo)
Subject: infertile;infertility;childlessness;song;original music;alto;guitar;score;classical guitar;countertenor;asexual;asexuality;kallmann's;dawkins;selfish gene
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Song of the Childless

for alto voice and guitar

composed and performed by David W Solomons

(see pdf for score and mp3 or ogg file for performance)



This song was inspired by my initial reactions to the realization that

I am infertile.

In my case this was due to Kallmann's syndrome [go google it ;-)]



(that being said, some people with Kallmann's can have children, after much medical fiddling, but this is not so in my case).



I am now perfectly happy with my infertility, after all, there is much else

to do in the world and Dawkins' "selfish gene" can simply go spin

its plot elsewhere:

my children are my compositions,

and they populate the world in their own way

with joy, humour and thoughtfulness...

wherever they will...



... however, I know there are many who are not happy

with childlessness, so I dedicate this song to them

....and to my past self.





Learn this my child, who never hears my word

Your luck is out, you are but but a poem deaf to change

You are a romantic ramble on "absurd"

round which the childless brain desires to range



Hear this my daughter, blind to loveliness

Your love is mine, untouchable, unknown to all

Save to a song befitting her distress

Whom Sappho loved but answered not her call



See this my eunuch, watching others` joy

Your luck was in, your luck was in

You threw it far away, too far away for its return

Save to another and another boy

while I look on, unmoved as from a star



Taste this my tears grown cold

Resigned and pure

Your love is his

I know not whose nor do I care



Yet love I would, and yet cannot be sure

that another`s love could now be mine to share



Warm this my heart

These strings beget my child

Their luck is in

Their love is mine

So close, my son!



My daughter`s breath sings

Through my fingers styled

Sings to herself

All other children shun

© David W Solomons

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