Prayer

                     A prayer

Place a clothe on the deep wound,
And fight away the dismal pain.
Be not afraid of the hungry hound,
Your struggles are not in vain.

Me and you; we share the same sky,
Yet it feels miles apart.
Over you; the vultures fly,
And the nightingale consoles my aching heart.

You are stronger than stones and rocks and boulders,
Your faith is steady, like a lotus sprouting.
Your children heave huge burdens on their tiny shoulders,
Your silence so palpable, it's louder than a thousand men shouting.

The darkness will lift, you are constantly in our prayer,
Do not lose hope, for the dawn is near.