Hope for a future to realise
Hope for a joy surpassing our mortal minds
Hope that our streets may be filled with laughter
Hope that the young shall shed no tears
Hope that we allow each other to live
Hope that hands will no longer rise to strike
Hope that the murderous tongue be slain
Hope for a spark to ignite Utopia
Hope for revival
Why sit on Hope?
Let Hope rise!
©Shelley Smidt-Booys 2016