One is always clouded in anticipation of what the next month or year brings for us. We're always in constant chagrin as when will ones despair will be wiped out by hopeful and reviving news. Invariably we're left with little positivity and assurance. How long can we tread on in such ways of life, as nothing seem to be forthcoming.

When we wish peace will rain in our cities infused with political, tribal, economic and terrorist massacres/riots. When can we assure our children its safe to go out and play with the next door neighbours kids. When will youngsters stop fighting their elders in the name of rightful independence. The list goes on and on. A lot of choas occuring be it in the republic/government/democratic regime or monarchy reign.

A profound and a beautifully written sad piece. Conveyed with words choosen well. Great work as usual of you. Bon Travail!