10 — ENOUGH TO PASS AROUND Voice: An original African elder character; a contemporary grandmother, not a continent-wide representative [Style: Warm folk soul; alto lead, interlocking guitars, syncopated bass, hand percussion, joyful harmonies. 102 BPM, C major.] [Verse 1] I kept accounts in pencil, Made the market money last. When the neighbor’s stove went empty, We would make another batch. Some days there was barely anything; Don’t make hunger sound like grace. We deserved a fuller cupboard, And a little breathing space. [Chorus] Enough to pass around, Enough to let us rest. Enough that every growing child Can eat and do their best. Give the working hands their portion, Let the good ground feed the town. There’s a different kind of riches: Having enough to pass around. [Verse 2] Now my grandson sells his hours To a company overseas. They can move the money quickly; He can’t move his injured knees. Let the wages meet the living, Let the workers have a say. When you praise their dedication, Put some care into their day. [Bridge] I like laughter in my kitchen, I like shoes that fit my feet. I want time to know my grandchild, And a chair out on the street. [Final chorus — repeat; joyous] [Outro] Bring your bowl. Tomorrow, bring your voice.
