Another Birthday

Another birthday for what it’s worth,

And the same wish is mine to make;

Once again for peace on earth,

I blow the candles on the cake.

And every year it is the same,

‘Cept for one more candle on my cake,

Peace on earth it seems a shame,

But for this claim I cannot make.

Still, upon this wish I count,

Even if it’s more difficult to blow;

Who’d have thought I’d reach this amount

Of bloody candles, row on row.

Now all these candles I’m afraid,

No longer can I blow them out,

And though this wish I’ll never trade,

For me it cannot come about.

To you, from failing hands, I throw

The candles: be yours to hold them high,

And birthday wishes when you blow,

For peace on earth you’ve got to try.