Have you heard or listened to the strength of a woman. She cares in the dawn and spreads at dusk. She is this, she is that. Oh what a woman!
But have you read about the struggling man, he is mentally rich but financially handicapped. He wakes up every morning wishing the morning never starts yet hoping that the day gets better.
Loaded with visions and ideas but no support. Struggling with each day without no solution in sight. Closer to depression day in day out. The songs of hope adores his lips.
Will it end, how will it end, when will it end? These are his worries, his every day thoughts now nightmare.
The hustling man full of hopes yet inches away from Sheol.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem