Yet, we wake up to another day full of slaughter and pain
And you are not here to give us solace
You have left us alone in the madhouse of the world
Belly-up and bleeding with tears and emotions
Yet, I seek you, Oh God, in this darkness of the world
And sometimes I feel you are nowhere to be found.
I seek to lift the veil between you and me
And I end up being suffocated by more veils.
I belong to a defeated generation, a shy generation;
A generation exposed to too much wind, disease, and change
And we beseech you, Oh God, to understand our plight.
Sometimes we feel you are not there to solace us.