We first heard this song as a kind of background music to conversation.  One by one we were drawn to the beauty of the melody until, all at once, the only sound in the room was the song.  "Grit" Laskin is the writer responsible for this, having put new words to a haunting traditional tune.  He is a very fine writer and musician from Ontario, Canada who, as we are writing and singing, builds some of the finest acoustic instruments in North America. Grit has put himself in the position of the father of one of the Israeli athletes killed at the Munich Olympic Games.  We feel he describes perfectly the personal thoughts and feelings of a father embittered by useless violence and death.  The pain and anguish felt at the loss of his only son should be a reminder to us all that, no matter what colour, politics or religion we might have, the loss of a loved one is equally painful. We sing this in the hope that one day man will not be so ready to inflict this pain on his fellow human being.

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