Hope

The world saw a man With his graceful eyes He said nothing but His eyes told everything He stood in the forest And he saw a reflection of the world The world that is starving, screaming and crying The world told him: Once upon a time I didn't exist But now I exist but I feel hopeless I am hopeless because I am full of People who are hopeless They are living in their own dark shells They are trapped and they are Crying for their freedom Their eyes are absent and sad Please give them your eyes so They can see again Please give them your spirit So they can laugh again Please illuminate them with your presence The man's answer surprised the world: I am your imagination You created me in your own mind But if you created me then It is not too late for humanity