when would war ends?
When would foes turn to friends?
With what've seen, i cry
when would tears never flow?
When would smile ever grow?
Dana air-crash beats my heart then i cry
When would i ever laugh?
For the world is rough.
So i cry
when would our garments never stain?
When would truth and holiness ever reign?
I washed my garment and again stained, then i cry
Mama when would i never fail?
Papa when would my head never turn to tail?
I shake my head then i cry
since i must strive
sister when would the kingdom arrive?
I wandered round and round then i cry
my people tell me when would crime decrease?
When would the hell prisoners release?
O i cry