Tomorrow will come with a sunny spell,

the rain will stop at the border so

we will begin the long-waited rebellion,

as they say,

at the right moment.

To satisfy our need for greatness,

we will politely ask the just questions and

sit on the pew

in return for the hand-written answer.

We will finally go home,

or so we believe,

to master the only remedy left for pain – patience.

Photograph: @John Stadnicki, ‘Street Cafe’