Poezja

Almighty God who sets the ways of people
do You see, do You daily notice
how my people do suffer?
 
Are You aware of the old man begging in the street,
the man that has lost everything in his old age,
who now is suntanned over his bald head,
who does not know how to resist
 
against a country that has betrayed him,
a country that despises his experience, his qualifications?
 
Do You notice friends and family
who are murdered on farms,
even in houses and businesses in towns and cities,
those that live as if they are bewitched,
as people caught in and attached to the past.
 
For them all there are only darkness, while others prosper
and they still wait on Your salvation, while they are extradited.