"LORD HEAR MY CRY" BY TREMENDOUS

In solitude, a broken youth stands

With mournful eyes and a heart in pain

Red eyes, swollen cheeks, and stammering lips

Lord, hear my cry

I'm lost in a haze, a peaceful smoke

But without it, I'm weak, my soul awoke

My generation and I, we're chasing the high

Trying to escape the emptiness, the pain we can't deny

We're from a place where options are few

Waiting for death, with nothing to pursue

No opportunities, no helping hand

The girl child suffers, lost in a world so grand

They're pregnant, alone, and afraid

No future in sight, just a desperate trade

Money and power, a fleeting thrill

Leaving us empty, our souls unfulfilled

We're driven by lust, laziness, and lies

Motivated by bitter truths, and a desperate cry

Lord, I ask for nothing much

Just hear my cry, and save my generation from this crush

TREMENDOUS WENYU

- Zimbabwe 

The poet persona addresses The Almighty God and tells Him to make endeavours easier for the present generation. The voice laments over the hardness of money and power; with also pleading that The Lord helps.