Give me a little sunshine over my head
I’m lying sick on my winter bed
I want to move out but my legs are so dead
But I’ve hope in my heart
These empty streets remind me of days
When terror ruled and she had her ways
When Death looked straight at my face
But I’ve hope in my heart
It’s doom it seems from the news I’ve read
Every disaster shows we’re unprepared
I see Nature laugh while humans dread
But I’ve hope in my heart
The end of the world – a mother says
We’ve ran too long without a race
We could be wiped out without a trace
But I’ve hope in my heart
Hang onto that hope!
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Great poem. may i ask where you’re from?
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Lovely writing 👍👍😊❤️❤️
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At the end of the day, hope is all we have left…
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I love the write
which seems so right
though my heart feels the pain
of your mighty pen.
All we have to do
is continue to hope, not in doom
But boom
of joy in hope
in the One that never fails
who sees all our wails
He’ll surely
make things right
My friend
I stay in hope with you.
🙏🏾😍✌🏾
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I really love that write Frank, thanks for that. And for all it’s worth… I’ve got hope in my heart too!🖤 It sometimes seems to me that (at least) some of the people calling out the end of the world do it less as a warning ⚠️ and more as a summoning; they’ll be disappointed if it doesn’t happen…😓
A great write!🙏
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