Hope for a future to realise

Hope for a joy surpassing our mortal minds

Hope that our streets may be filled with laughter

Hope that the young shall shed no tears

Hope that we allow each other to live

Hope that hands will no longer rise to strike

Hope that the murderous tongue be slain

Hope for a spark to ignite Utopia

Hope for revival

 

Why sit on Hope?

 

Get up!

 

Let Hope rise!

 

 

©Shelley Smidt-Booys 2016

 

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