Some faith

We are engulfed by the omni-present powerlessness.

And hope is vanishing like a candle light in the blowing wind.

While some sat aside and silently mourn our last source of light,

Still, some other, small in numbers, stand firm around the weak source of warmth,

Persistently guarding the last piece of faith.


We could not see what is coming at us.

Oh, perhaps we could, but we innocently and sincerely trust,

in the conscience of people, in the power of the mass,

and in the name of our Lord,

that, someday, change will come.

The darkness will be driven out by the shine of glory and justice.


"Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see." (Hebrews 11:1-2)