In those days, we were objects of mockery
They termed us a bunch of jokers
Now we are objects of envy, even by nations
They can’t insult you and you will be crying
They are doing their job, continue doing yours
We started flying 21 years ago
One day, I saw one of our Major mockers, always casting aspersion on us, standing by the roadside and waiting for public transport
While he was mocking us, he had a car
Now after we started flying, his car has finished
At the End, it Shall Speak!
Your Mockery will soon turn to Glory.