Living in mendacity
,
with unending calamity
,
That takes fortitude
.
Raised in penury without prospects..
we ride the tide in hopelessness.


And when the time came,
we left home for a reason
.
One too poignant to express
Surprised it felt indignant.
For the faith we averred.

With means we achieved.
Without means we prayed.
In a world of uncertainty.
Where nothing is assured.

To live poor...
that takes strength.
Covered in tatters without warmth-
We dreamt in secrecy and in silence.
Marked with a fear of regret,
We wake to an ineffable day.

In faith we prayed-
To a God above all.
That tears of anguish runs not futile.
Too proud to ask for help,
We run the world in despondence.

To live poor...
That takes patience.
In society, an era of today,
Where money and fame are the roots of all evil.
We watched in silence at the world.
Where nothing is permanent.

Indeed after every hardship there's ease
And happiness never last.
No, not in this world.
With reflections from the past
,
We will shape a beautiful tomorrow today !

© Paradise springs