HOPE
Food, Water, and shelter can all be taken away
A book would only muse me one short week
But there is one thing that I need every day
Hope —released from pandora’s box to stay.
Materialistic possesions are of no use without hope
It is something like a saving rope
Some may lean to religion with pride
But religion cannot save you, even if it tried
Yes, you will need plenty of salvation
But none of the sort you would expect
Their will be terribly wild animals and a
Surrounding of immense fear that awaits
I can only hope
You can only hope
We can only hope
That salvation is near
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