Lost/Hope
Days I remember , hope was gone
Gloomy were those days
shadowed with no element of hope'
faith lost
a day to recon, when,' mist was all i could see
hearts separated,
wishes'
above everything' or none
life given and chances thought a bay
but constant resilient and word
restored hope''
a memory worth living'
easily could have been swayed,
i chose character and life to live
moments of deep pain
tumbled with worry
a lesson 'within' and 'chance life'
Copyright © Peter Muthama | Year Posted 2026
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