Someday, But When? Poem by Elorm Dogbo

someday,
things would change
somday,
things would not be the same.
as i am sleeping
in these ghettoes
where i am bitten
by the mosquitoes.
someday,
it will end
someday,
i will get a friend
because some situations
have sacked them.

someday,
things would change
someday,
things would not be the same
as it is now,
people would also bow
and worship me
though they once rejected me
someday,
it will be gone
someday,
i will tell the Lord
why do i feel this pain
at the beginning of life?
when am i going to gain
the ending of this strife?

someday,
things would change
someday
things would not be the same
but when?