Diary of A Poet

The sun will surely shine again, All our struggles are not in vain, Together we can yield some grain, And from rejoicing we will not refrain, For dancing, our feet we will train Tell me, is suffering our portion, Is this our permanent condition, Someday there will be a solution, For our creator hears our petition, Only him can remedy our position,                                                                     Our sorrows we've overcome, A new dawn has come, We are proud of who we,ve become, A people born of a new dawn, Rejoice, for our redeemer has come Weep no more my people, We finally defeated our trouble, By his power we are hum...