He who wears...knows where it pitches

He who wears…knows where it pitches (Eni Kan, lo mo)
He who wears…knows where it pitches
He only discern where it hurt
By only he knows where his heart twinge
Silvered with great challenges
Parents morns their only youngster in throbbing
Tolling so hard like a jackal and garner like an ant
Dignitaries accordingly to their own great challenges
Both the deprived and the affluent also snivel
And no one is left behind without encounters

What a world of ambiguity
Highly dynamic and inimitable with great challenges
At every dot in life, you must bump into
Either to make you or to mar you
Bringing your heart to ache at every night
And it is hard to tell as a story to everyone
Life is like a lonely voyage of life full of challenges
In which you can’t really find someone with exact feeling to share
But only Jesus Christ who truly knows where the shoe is pitching you
Oh life is an epoch bomb with an apt time to detonate
Whose turn we don’t really discern
Do you really know how they undergo?
For a man to lose all his family during hostilities
Or for a widow to live with no husband
Oh! Do you? Do you really discern!
The agony innocent brood stumbles upon
Feeding from the refuse dump daily
Given birth to with no parents being alive
Oh my heart bleeds, for you don’t know how they undergo
Nursing mothers in great pain, to see her tot buried alive
And to be eaten up by worms of the soil
Truly he who wears…knows how he feels
Above all…He is faithful beyond how you feel