Choosing The Light

Life littered with litres of distress and stress. Uncertainties certain to terminate happiness in our nest But we chose hope Darkness lingering over our lingerie in secrecy Hurts dished out in hot tempers Yet we chose hope Subjected to torture rather than nurture as though we're objects. Wrongfully wronged in places where the rights of the people should matter. Still, we chose hope There wouldn't be the need to be the light of the world if the world is full of light. Whatever life throws at us Our light will never go dim We'll hold on to the thoughts and voice of hope in cloudy days. We choose hope.