I look at the sky, restless and angry;
Scaring all with lightning and thunder.
Muffling by voice as I scream in agony,
Broken, depressed and lifeless monotony.
I look at the sky, dark and gloomy;
As the famine heart waits for a drop.
So that I can hide my hopeless tears,
Drench to wash away all my fears.
I look at the sky, bright and shiny;
The morning sun brings a new ray of hope.
How I wish things will become right!
As I survive another day to fight.