What Is To Be Done Poem by Refai Tommas

'Readers attempting to associate the poem’s ideas with its writer’s life or thoughts will be wasting their time; readers attempting to find a moral in it will sadly find nothing.'

I say nothing to be done
They retort, “Where have hope and happiness gone? ”
I persist: noting to be done
No fun; everything is gone
Nothing to be done
Your son has gone
Your son has a gun
Your son has run
Your son won a gun

What is to be done?
“Faith can do the job,
Faith can be the beacon of hope
Faith can lift the burden of stress”
I respond:
Faith can be faked by some
Faith can be exploited by some
Faith can be the pretext for killing some

What is to be done?
Where have people gone?
Tell me where they have gone!
Enlighten me where they have run!
Do not you dare say “they still have sons and guns! ”

But in the end, something can be done
With faith everything can be done
But it has to be carried out by everyone
Otherwise, nothing to be done