If
A storm were to catch me
Throw me in the deepest pit
Nothing but darkness around
No easy way out of it
I might step on a bone or skull
Of others who came before me
Realise I might be the next
To decay in this endless sea
My determination may be tested
My will to survive too
It may be easier to surrender
Than to fight without a clue
Then
My heart will whisper to me
“I’ll pump your body with blood
Fill your veins with spirit
A purpose in every word
Just a little help from you
Worry not by Despair’s sight
Hold on to our buddy, Hope
Together, we’ll find the light.”
Frank Solanki 
Great poem for these trying times!
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Aren’t you glad you have that buddy, Hope, to hang on to? “Purpose in every word” was apparent here, Frank. I think you’ve already found the Light!
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Nice, Frank. A wonderful description of hope in the midst of a hard fought life.
This one sounds like you channeled your inner Kipling.
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Thank you, David.
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Wonderfully penned!
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Thank you.
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A great poem of hope during the the Covid -19 epidemic!
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Thank you.
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