Why We Despaired Poem by Aftab Alam

What hope if there is no dope!
Dope due to our greedy lusty deeds
Hopes with the darkness elope
Prayers of the Lord fringed with reeds

Felt amid yields, a useless weed
Rooted out by careful hand
A fearful jacket we wore, the tweed
We play our own tune, He has the band

Confession shouldn’t be in translation
Neither with full of commotion
Nor for self consolation
If you demand from the unseen king
Who sat in crystal ring
Felt everywhere
Demand more,
More for this world
More for your neighbor
More for your village
More for your town
More for your country
In each demand
You will be fulfilling your demand
Peace to the world is peace to the self
Hope for the better prospect of the world

No one will be in despaired,
If try to put hope in the heart of hopeless,
Seek refuse in the in the kingdom of Lord
Lord has many name, one is hope
He loves those who love His Creation
Learn to love, Love to self; with hope
Hope in heart, hope to change
Have wide range: -h o p e