One day we will own the dawn

You will see the midday will also belong to us

Maybe now the tide is little rough

Waves are being petty tough

But who cares?

You’ll see-

Things will change

One day the air will come into our range

Upper clouds will cheer; twilights will whisper

You’ll see, O dear

Perhaps now our sky is overcast with smoky dust

Because our woes aren’t weatherized, we turned into rust

But you will see things will change

One day we will own a prism

Restless clouds will float over our horizon

Innumerable guest birds will fly past this land

For humanity, we will be a noble brand

One day here spring will come with full rhythm

Breeze will flow with its own form

Maybe now the wind is against our norm

Because of a cosmic whim,

we are against the course of the stream

That is why, none of our calls reaches the upper hall

But you will see things will change

One day we will own these tides after all the fights

Who will dare to hold our golden ride?

You will see-

We will own all the waves of the Mediterranean sea

You will see-

One day we will own the dawn

-Somoy Shafi