Hope

I stand in pitch black dark night,
Not a single ray to enlighten.
Moon’s shyness made him wear clouds;
I stand with nothingness around.
Lost I have lot & gained a bit,
War seams ugly as it proceeds.
I still remain as darkness increase,
But my heart glitters.
That of hope, a thin gleam;
I will win, I will move forward.
What may come and what may go,
I need none to support my cause.
Hope & My Soul, my internal companions.
–inanimate