ONE OF THE FEW

(Saward – 3 June 2003)

JONATHAN.

I’m not the kind who has no mind, who has no point of view.

When life is tough I don’t just suffer, I can make do.

But that’s not the same as courage, something that I never

Had, but they possess:

Those few.

Why is it only some? The lucky ones: the kind that dares.

And why not me, why can’t I see beyond my nightmares?

Something in them makes them stand up high and face down all danger.

Chosen members of

Those few.

Right from my childhood, from the start

I took the easy path of failure.

So when it matters I betray her.

When I meant love.

When I meant heart.

Now Sapphi’s gone, I must decide

Can I so eas’ly be cast aside?

Just once, could I be

One of the few?

Who perseveres

Who faces fears; and comes through.

The choice is stark: into the dark and face the Count again,

Or run away, forget today, admit it’s in vain.

Nothing waits for me in London Town, I have no roots,

My family and friends:

So few.

There’s only one thing I desire

To leave without her would be madness.

(puts hand on heart)

But all I have in here is sadness.

When I need fight.

When I need fire.

So tell me, God, I’m asking you

Why can’t I be a hero too?

This day could I be

One of the few?

Nothing to lose.

I want to choose truly:

These years of running scared are through!

I hear the music; it’s my cue.

I’m not just one of many cowards in the world.

I know it’s in me to be one of the few.

(shouted over the closing note)

Hold on, Sapphi! I’m coming to get you!