Not one, but twenty-six lamps,
One by one, I have lighted today.
One I lit in the name of freedom
With burning lips it said:
Ask for wheat from any nation
We have the freedom to beg.
One I lit in the name of prosperity
The moment it was lighted
It illuminated our confused reality:
My stomach is empty, my pocket is empty.
One I lit in the name of unity
Wherever its light was able to reach
We saw communities lose amity
We saw a mother's shelter breach
Its joints coming apart simultaneously.
Exasperated, my wife shouted out
Oil is dear and just not there
Why have you lighted so many lamps
o balcony or terrace, our house is bare
There is no place for dreams anywhere.
A wavw of anger
Blew away the lamps
But, yes, just one remained
Its name is hope and it flickers on