Post by brego on May 9, 2005 22:31:24 GMT -5
this is a poem I wrote over a weekend.....
Hope
Don’t cry for those lost,
Instead cry for those who are still here,
For they are still here to finish the lost’s deeds
and to create a new world,
Both good and evil,
The fate of the world is in their hands.
They are the ones with the power,
A power so great it will change the world
They are the ones, who are going to destroy an already destroyed and hurting world
Or heal the wide wounds the lost did,
Living now have the choice to heal or keep hurting
The lost tried and did good
But the living need to finish the little good work in the world,
For not much remains
The lost made the road of life as smooth as they could
For their sons and daughters,
So someday when they are changing the world
They may do good and get one step closer to their goal,
Both the living and lost”s goal
The goal that the lost strived for, with their lives and lost
Their deeds are never forgotten,
They may not be known now,
But one day, when the goal they gasp is held tightly ,
They will be known,
Both the living and lost’s deeds,
From the largest choices to the littlest
Or child’s play that help even a little
Because Hope is all the world needs
And yet hope is so hard in a hurting world,
A little hope is
The difference between suffering and rejoicing
Hope the goal the lost needed so much they died for it,
The goal that the living could not touch
It is to far away and yet they try harder and harder
Remember hope is a healer
Hope that one day they don’t need suffering and the pain
The world has done to them
Hope that they will not be forgotten or lost
Because many were shoved away in the shadows
They may be lost but not forgotten
They were and still are the only hero’s the world needs
So don’t cry for those who are lost
Instead remember them and their deeds
Pray for those who are still trying to grasp because that’s all we need today
Is a speck of hope,
And those trying to do that will one day reach their goal
And find their pain and suffering gone
One day when hope is grab tightly, with both hands
Hope
Don’t cry for those lost,
Instead cry for those who are still here,
For they are still here to finish the lost’s deeds
and to create a new world,
Both good and evil,
The fate of the world is in their hands.
They are the ones with the power,
A power so great it will change the world
They are the ones, who are going to destroy an already destroyed and hurting world
Or heal the wide wounds the lost did,
Living now have the choice to heal or keep hurting
The lost tried and did good
But the living need to finish the little good work in the world,
For not much remains
The lost made the road of life as smooth as they could
For their sons and daughters,
So someday when they are changing the world
They may do good and get one step closer to their goal,
Both the living and lost”s goal
The goal that the lost strived for, with their lives and lost
Their deeds are never forgotten,
They may not be known now,
But one day, when the goal they gasp is held tightly ,
They will be known,
Both the living and lost’s deeds,
From the largest choices to the littlest
Or child’s play that help even a little
Because Hope is all the world needs
And yet hope is so hard in a hurting world,
A little hope is
The difference between suffering and rejoicing
Hope the goal the lost needed so much they died for it,
The goal that the living could not touch
It is to far away and yet they try harder and harder
Remember hope is a healer
Hope that one day they don’t need suffering and the pain
The world has done to them
Hope that they will not be forgotten or lost
Because many were shoved away in the shadows
They may be lost but not forgotten
They were and still are the only hero’s the world needs
So don’t cry for those who are lost
Instead remember them and their deeds
Pray for those who are still trying to grasp because that’s all we need today
Is a speck of hope,
And those trying to do that will one day reach their goal
And find their pain and suffering gone
One day when hope is grab tightly, with both hands
