Where Is The Mercy Rain Poem by kewulere alfanla

World in it's present state is disdain
The traders no longer see usual gain
Gas shortage, turns on us a great pain
Oh Allah! our lord where's the mercy rain? ?

We are suffering, d blood is getting drain
No food, to quench taste we hope for rain
It cries much for help, inside we the tiny line
Oh Allah! our lord where's the mercy rain? ?

Is this as a result of our sin?
Is it that we don't perfect our deen?
In the mosque, is it our last seen?
Oh Allah! our lord we are getting lean

When would we be in a state of fain?
We fight to live another day and get maim
We are powerless, worthless we are lame
Oh Allah! Our lord help us through this game

We live each day with fear
Our eyes overrun with tears
Everyone no longer cares
Oh Allah where's the mercy rain?

Everyday by day things get more expensive
We gat nothing only to sit down and pensive
We are starving, we have no interest in thief
Oh Allah! our lord give us that shinning and cheerful leave

In Libya our Muslim brothers are in pain
Some are forced to run on their heels
Men have been killed
Women have been raped
Children are left orphaned
Now God when should we expect your aid?