Why dost thou sigh and gaze so far away?
Why don’t thee look up to the sun so bright?
Thou eyes doth fill with sorrow, bleak and gray,
Thy see not brightest day but darkest night.
Thy mind creeps o’er the worthless toils here,
Thy heart yearns hard to spread thy eager wings,
Thy shalnt be long in this place, do not fear,
Much glory, love and laughter future brings.
While now thou sigh and sadly contemplate,
And future’s freedom seem eons apart,
Remember Glory comes at later date,
And Future always whispers in your heart.
Though thou may feel these words bring no relief,
In Time’s eye, feelings now are only brief.