When will day break come?

When will daybreak come?

The smoky sky is gone

From where the shinning glory went

Along with the setting sun.

The muddy smelling breezes come

Scattering unclear shadows below

I see failure rise high into the sky

How did flesh and blood do it

Have failed generations gone

With what they left behind

Even those unborn and yet to come

The single mother earth

Still carries in her arms after her delivery

Tired and worn out, her day old twin

Grazing cattle on bare earth

Burning off industrial waste

Whereas above, the smoky sky goes

To join the setting sun

Eyes will close and not blink

At the rot left on top of you

Flies breeding, feet walking

Air blowing you cannot breathe

Where they lie scattered as a heap

On the their lips they pipe it out

From organs darker than the smoke out

The smoky sky goes

Along with its setting sun

When will daybreak come?

Many are her stale born

Nurtured in her womb

Many, her pain and aches

Now this sighing and mourning

Unconcerned, we looked and watched

What our hands and voice could change

Till into the skies it went

In thick smoke with the sun to set

When will daybreak come?

Flowing streams turn quick sand

Their visiting birds can no more fish but perch

And feel the cool fresh breeze

On the once an arable land turned desert

With stinking waste harmful to our health

Here the scraps lay along your banks, oh mother

Once a beautiful bank where the people stood

Now in scattered shadows