How long shall our patient heart wait for tomorrow?
Our tables were once piled with fruits,
We used to be rich but now go hungry,
Have we swallowed the antidotes of prosperity?
Someone is treating us like an enemy,
If God is busy at work can’t we call him?
Who made us once prosperous?
Is it not silly to give in to our lost opportunities?
Why should hope even hide from a dear one?
keeping her in total darkness?
On the ground a snare is hidden,
Who prophesied that night is daylight?
All round us terror is waiting,
The lamp in the tent is darkened,
Are we victims of our own advise?
Following our shadows at every junction.
Many are upset and impatient to prayers,
Why did Adam’s happiness didn’t last till morning?
Days passes and many plans failed,
Should we assume that light is near?
