Morning stressed
Afternoon bad
Evening, we never get whatever we want
How sure are we
The night will be keen
In God we trust and this will ever be seen
We gather hope against real situations
Praying our sweat will yield
We hope to sleep good
After the real hard day
The day was bad
The night we wish
(Feb.2013, Ofoase)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Morning wisely stressed afternoon is bad but this is very wise to share with wonderful vision. Interesting sharing...10