Waiting I've patiently waited for my blessings to come
Yet it hasn't get to my turn
Fervently I've prayed and fasted for days
Still illfare stares at my face
While tabling my case to God
Always running away from doing wrong
On a continuous knock at the heavens gate
consistently I've kept to my faith
Not running to strange gods so my life could be redeemed
In enmity with my foes close allies I've been
Thinking they are the cause of my flaw
While waiting for the appointed time to come
I've forgotten to be busy with my hands
So tomorrow would be of good fortune when it land
Several opportunities have knocked my door
But non I've answered their call
How come I act like one that's blind?
To have allowed so much opportunities suddenly pass me by
There is no special period meant to be appointed time
This and more we should all try to redefine
Our success usually depends on what we make out of our time
Not just sitting patiently waiting on divine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem