The Rain of Hope

he rain of hope
The days are hot
And now 
I need a shield

I need to cover up 
This intimidating 
Shadows of mine 

Cos my dignity 
Bears me no more worth 
To keep it value nowadays

Just to save my life 
At same time my worth
Is meaningless 

Is life meant to be this cruel 
To mankind 

I suppose our planet
Was a gift 

I suppose I was meant to live 
But now all I do is hope and survive
In a dying world

No wonder

The quest for the better days 
Keeps me praying for 

The rain of hope
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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