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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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