Poem -

HOPE

HOPE

   
                                         I hope we do not forget how to be kind                     
                                         I hope we remember how strong we are,
                                    I hope we do not push our “togetherness” away
                                          No matter if we must go, or here we stay.
                                  I hope the things we decided that matter,
                                          Still matter, with or without the bug--
                                 Like a kiss or the handshake of a gentleman
                                            Or just a warm and quiet hug.
                                          I hope we can understand the longing
                                                  Of doing things on our own will,
                                            I hope we remember the hurt the heart feels
                                       In the absence of freedom-- I hope we always will!
                                                    I hope this unwanted spiky nasty,
                                    Stops robing our elders of their precious golden years,
                                Pushing the walking sticks behind the closed doors
                                     And ripping away what they hold close and dear.
                                       I hope it stops. Oh, I hope it stops right here!
                                   I hope it stops the killing and the hurting,
                        And taking from the young ones a bit of fun and a little flirting.
                                                    I hope it never takes from us,
                             The resilience to keep going and never give in to our plight,
                          Hoping for better days and a walk towards the future--
                               A future we must strive to make it good and make it right.
                                                     I hope that wisdom, we take plenty,
                                   I hope we all learn from two thousand and nineteen
                                                     And two thousand and twenty.

                                               
                                        

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