Grievance Poem by olham Neruda

I was being told Goodnight,
Though it's the Noon of my life,
The clock keep checking the time,
For the first few seconds
My vein ran through my blood,
Now my friends are Dangerous,
My foes now seem Victorious,
Because my life turned misterious,
For I only walk on the righteous,
My trees grows on their leaves,
While the Sun shine
on my stagnant Heart,
I cried, I cried and I cried,
The jeopardy is on the earth,
But I know the moonlight,
will dry my tears,
Certainly,
There will be a big Cloud
then a heavy down pour
Follow by a rainbow once more.