HOPEFUL

June 1, 2017
By , Moreland Hills, OH

The windy night has fallen upon the broken city
Throughout the land ‘twas one man who had hope
Hope for the new, and hope for the old
Hope in what was grinded and destroyed
Could rejoice in acceptance and constructiveness


Where the mountains and grass joined with the buildings and street
Now is just a memory of fond times

Many dead and the rest in despair

 

But one man
The man of the people, the animals, and the nonliving
Has one thing that may not save
Nor rebuild or restore
But the one thing that could slowly transform this dark and depressed city
Into a light that shines, no matter how much it is damaged
Hope






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