egos of hope
by T.N JELE
The beacon of life is the dawn of the sunshine,
the light of the day dickens,
yet i count my days and felt like
i’m left alone in a waxy kitchen,
no, don’t moan for me now,
don’t moan for me never,
cause i will live forever,
THE HOPES OF LIFE NEVER DIE!
To my enemies:
how is it good that i live now?
how is it good that i live in swarm?
up i stood in hood cause i am good.
my blessings sneer, here and there
where i die and smile,
the shame enclosed my heart like a vile,
with hopes of life that impulses the beautiful dawn of the descending sun,
my hopes smile back at me with silent delight,
and sits and smiles at night.
(2015)
egos of hope is a poem that talks about my life .and it is a poem that i wrote because i lost hope of living , i just thought life was useless until i foundout that hopes never die when you live an honest and faithful life.
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