Lumos, the spark from my wand;                           The light in the dusk as it turns into dawn. Lumos, the fight in the night;                                   The one spark of hope in the fight for our lives.

Death, feel it in the air;                                              The shimmer of hope that turns into despair. Death, we search for the light;                                 The on spark of hope in the fight for our lives.

Strength, we have to be strong;                          Ones we love die but we must carry on.       Strength, and through this we strive;               The one spark of hope in the fight for our lives.

By Charlotte Kean