For Elena (original)

All of us, or at least the majority of us, become doctors because we want to help people. We’re idealists, hoping that we can make a difference in people’s lives. After two weeks with a refugee doctor, I realised that sometimes, we can’t.

Everyday, I heard stories of families being separated because of war, innocent loved ones being killed or even worse, being deported back to the place they fled from.

I was frustrated. So frustrated that their stories stayed with me even after I left the clinic, even during my sleep. I hated that my patients had to go through this and worst of all, I hated the fact that I can’t do anything about it.

During my final day, I received a patient about my age who has been through a lot more pain than anyone in their 20s should do. I asked her what she wanted me to do and she just said she wanted someone to listen to what’s inside her heart. Even though I was happy she eventually left the clinic with a smile, I was burdened more than ever.

I realised that as a doctor, and as a person, I’m limited. I can’t change the world, I can’t stop the evil that’s happening around us, and I can’t undo what has happened to the victims I meet. What I can do though, is be there for them and pray. And so that’s what I’ve been doing.

This is a song I wrote for that patient (the title is not her real name) and all the other patients I met and will meet. To my patients, I’m sorry for everything that has happened, but I hope and pray that everything will be okay from now on.

 

Why (original song)

It’s been a while since I wrote a song, blame it on being busy with adjusting to my new life in Linköping (loving it though!). I also haven’t had anything I’ve cared so much about to be inspired to write a so until now. Make it the first that’s not about a boy not anyone I know 😛

In a way, somehow something feels wrong. Today, I’m celebrating my friends’ love for one another during their wedding. In other parts of the world, people die for not being in love with the “right” people. Tomorrow, I’m going to travel across continents for vacation. Others travel across continents fleeing for their lives, only to be told to return on arrival.

As a response to current events such as the Orlando shooting, the sudden rise of xenophobia and the crisis in Syria to name a few, I was finally able to put my thoughts into words through this song. Sometimes we take for granted what we have and forget that we are actually the minority in the world. Others can only dream of having lives like ours. But it shouldn’t be the case. I guess we can only keep dreaming of a better tomorrow, but for it to be a reality, we must begin with ourselves ❤️

Why

Am F C G

Verse 1:
Another headline, another day
Where it says
People dead and numbers rising

When did it become okay
To say
You’re not welcome gates are closing

Pre-chorus 1:
I see the banners hanging high, telling stories that don’t lie
Can’t we see, can’t we see
I hear the people screaming loud, all together in a crowd
They all sing, they all sing

Chorus:
Why can’t we love? 2x
Why can we live? 2x
In peace

Verse 2:
When I look back to this day, would I say
I’m not the reason this is happening
But don’t we have a part to play? A price to pay?
We are happy, they are suffering

Pre-chorus 2:
When did freedom have a price?
When did living not suffice?
To be free, to be free

When did love become a fight?
When did people lose their right?
To love, to love

Chorus 3x