Thursday 19 November 2015

Hope

Who are you?
A crooked line on a face
A wrenched heart
Or a broken soul
Who are you?

You are just pieces
Pieces of hatred
Spewed here and there
You are the black
You are the blood
You are the Pause
But still
You are just pieces


I am the whole
I am the white
I am the mild
I am the wild
I am the heart
I am the start
That never ends
I am the whole
I am human
I am hope


You can cover me black
You can spew me mad
You can cut me piece by piece
You can tear me bad
But I am still whole

For every piece that falls
Millions will grow
For everything that’s black
Millions will glow
In white and gold

For every word of hate
There will be million words of faith
For every act of terror
There will be million hugs
and million smiles

For every bomb
There will be million first cries
For every bomb
There will be million first smiles
For every bomb
There will be million first steps

For every sunset
There will always be a dawn
For every Pause
There will always be a hope!



(C) Juztamom 2015

14 comments:

  1. Yes, the best desire of one's heart of all - hope, love, peace - the belief that light will always outshine the darkness, as it has been doing ever since the events in Paris. Well said.

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  2. A critical mass of love will change the world! Nicely done!

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  3. "You are just pieces
    Pieces of hatred".... so true. Love wins finally, I hope.

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  4. Hope will still give reason to live for. As long as there is life there ought to be hope. Very insightful write Juztamom!

    Hank

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  5. hope will remain to rule our hearts in tough times, beautifully written

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  6. " You can cover me black
    You can spew me mad
    You can cut me piece by piece
    You can tear me bad
    But I am still whole"

    This stanza is a soul-song I wish everyone could sing! ♥

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  7. I love this spreading of hope.. It's up to us all in the end isn't it?

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  8. The way you match line for line and balance the good with the bad...beautiful and hopeful...wonderful poem.

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  9. Light does outshine darkness in the end... but not without a lot of heartache I'm afraid.

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  10. Our world seems dark and out of sync now .. wishing for light is positive and hopeful.

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  11. Hope, we desperately needed. I once met a woman named Hope. I truly believe she was an angel.

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  12. ....and hope endures in the face of every misshapen monster and pillaging horde. I love the thought and the flow. Well placed rhyming and a message as timeless as any other. Great writing, thanks for participating in the prompt!

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  13. Indeed hope filled sentences. Loved the end - For every sunset
    There will always be a dawn
    For every Pause
    There will always be a hope!

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  14. you have said it just right.. hope is what makes everything work.. its what keeps us going.. helps us wake up in the morning...
    beautiful Sfu

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