Thursday, February 26, 2015

Empty Chairs at Empty Tables...........


This is the view of the science room that I worked in for 5 weeks earlier this year.  I have returned for half days in here but no more long term science for me.  The first half of this room is the original location of the kindergarten room when my kids went to school in this building.There were tiles in a circle on the floor with the alphabet on each block. Josh in the back of the room is a ghost guest.

Empty Chairs at Empty Tables is a song that was sung in the musical "Le Miserables" that was about the French Revolution. Earlier in the story all his friends sat at tables and had great fun and conversations.  After their attempted rebellion, the singer was the only one left at the place with only the memories of what was and is not anymore. The song is sad of course but it was written in such a creative way to express the message. I think of it being a song for all people's feelings about their friends and family members that were lost in war. I think of this song when I come upon rooms with tables and chairs that are empty.

There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone.
Here they talked of revolution
Here it was they lit the flame
Here they sang about 'tomorrow'
And tomorrow never came
From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
I can hear them now
The very words that they had sung
Became their last communion
On the lonely barricade at dawn!
Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I live and you are gone.
There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on.
Phantom faces at the window
Phantom shadows on the floor
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more.
Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me
What your… Full lyrics Click here sung by Nick Jonas

3 comments:

Valerie said...

Interesting post, Larry. Les Miserables us a great story. Many years ago I visited Victor Hugo's House where his original book was on display. Your post revived some memories for me.

Jeevan said...

Beautiful poem and perfect reminder click !

Anonymous said...

oh very touching poem but such a true reminder.

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