A song of Hope.

The minefields were harsh, 
With determination, I didn't crash, 
They thought ild rush, 
Their thoughts, I took as a trash, 
All this for you, only you! 

Now am here, 
Without fear, 
Tough like the illicit beer, 
You didn't notice, 
I didn't come alone, 
I came with a song, 
Took all nights long, 
To  write the song. 

A song of Hope, 
It'll help you cope, 
​​​​​​Listen, don't ignore, I wrote it for you!! 

Hope is the thing with feathers, 
Pearches in the soul, 
And whispers without a tone, 
And never stops. 

Hope warms up, 
In the coldest nights, 
Guides you through the sorrows, 
No signs and actions, 
And never ceases. 

Hope lights in the dark, 
Hope to calm in anger, 
Hope of joy to overcome grief, 
Hope to harvest, 
After a decade of drought, 
Hope to stand, 
After failures and shame. 
Keep your hope springing high.