Hope
In this world of struggle and hardship and hate
There is the light of hope.
Those who still stand
For what is good and what is right and what is compassion.
Who welcome in those who are broken
Those who have nothing, who believe they are nothing.
Who have struggled, been beaten down
By the pure cruelty of this world, but yet have held on.
Have clung to the thought of this hope
This image of someone they prayed existed.
To come lift them out of their desperation and despondency
To save them from themselves.
From their minds and from their souls
For their minds and their souls have been destroyed.
Destroyed by the carelessness and negligence
Of those who believe they are nothing.
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