Submitted by : Muslim Woman on Think

We all sleep in anticipation of a new day
We wake from our silent slumber
To start a new day, a new way.
But as pots and pans begin to clamber,
We ask ourselves, is this a new day?

We all hope for a new way
Yet when the sun dawns upon us,
We start our day
Like puppets in a game, with no fuss,
We ask ourselves, is this a new day?

When the day comes to a close
And the moon shines within the darkness,
We sit and silently count our woes.
So in a desperate bid for happiness,
We all sleep in anticipation of a new day.