Hope
Born from the rib
captured from my land
with pride upon our shoulders
the voices are silenced
and silenced throughout time.
Tear my spirit
for the powers that are within me
Bless my heart of faith
and the minds of the
Belligerents who rest
in this abject world
Remember not the past
but what lies in the future
Be wise
for yesterday troubles is why
today and tomorrow's blessings
Change is forever
always leading.
Look high
to call on our moon
and dream of the bright stars
which lasts as our
only hope.
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