Beacon of Hope
Looking for a beacon of
Hope
From a simple stranger
Walking down a street in
A strange country
Never been there before
Poverty-stricken seem know
End..
Walking around on the street
Not knowing
Where to turn, mind is lost
Seeking hope..
Maybe a little hope
Coming from the strangers
Walking on this strange street
Never been there before
But faces shown age of depression
Of life
Lines of time
Shown worn and weary, know
Light,
Know hope
One faint tear
Pains of hunger
With sullen bellies
Is their know end in sight in
Strange man land..
Looking for a beacon of hope
Maybe a little light..
Copyright © Carolyn Sears | Year Posted 2007
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