Sound Of Glory Poem by Faisal Al Ajmi

A sound we no longer hear
From us it is far away
Covered only by fear
The sound itself goes astray

The sound of glory
Left while we were asleep
To hear it we ought to write a story
Or the darkness near us will creep

Glory is where we write our stories
Of how in a dark night we stood up
Against the darkness we dreamed of glories
Yet our dreams never fitted a cup

Let's place our fists
Above our heads and scream
Not yielding to the darkness and it's wits
For the sound of glory comes, just like we dream