Most Ofthem Do Not Sing Along

There are many of them Most of them do not sing along Many do not know where they are Many stare into space and see nothing there One cries to me and I speak to her and try to soothe her She wants her supper not a concert She cries and the nurses signal to leave her alone The show goes in There are a few who sing along Who know the words Who know where they are The manager is a cheerleader and claps along The young family plays the Chanukah songs There is music in the room And with it a little chocolate bar for everyone I look around in fear Each of these people was someone once And now so many breathe and are not here Will I become one of them? I sing along louder I want them all to enjoy and be inspired But only a few really listen and understand The music is for them And perhaps that is enough