Signs of Victory

I raised my eyes above the walls
Only to feel the pains as they fall
I see them fall like drops of water
Every single hour in my squatter 

The clouds seems to cover
The mystery of the lost rover 
Far up in the greyish bluish sky,
I sight the signs of the path to ply 

Up, I picked my weapon of hope
To fit in my amour beyond scope  
And to the battle field against failure,
I advanced with speed; I am a wailer

Fighting to strengthen the weaken
Stepping far behind mistaken 
Where are the days we so longed for?
When we’d smile as we called for?

Too long since we’ve been counting 
The days, weeks, months and years
As they roll by into several decades
Yet, with even much more barricades 

Some say the time has long passed
So we’d better give up the fight
That’s where many lost the light
But I come so they’d be grassed 

Here I come with the signs
The signs of wonders
The signs of hope
And the signs of victory

For the struggling brethren 
For the staggering people
For those weak and worn out
Yes! Come we go taste victory