Here lies my hope

Here lies my hope short poem

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Here Lies My Hope
Where the dark turns to light
Light turns to morning
Morning turns to day
Day turns to dusk
Dusk turns to evening
Here lies my hope

Where man loves to live
Live to be of good impact
Impact of progress in life
Life of every individual
Individuals in the society
Here lies my hope

Where yesterday preaches of today
Today shows the blessing of tomorrow
Tomorrow tells of the grace of the future
Future showers me with the blessings of the past
My heart will be filled with rest
Here lies my hope

Where the child becomes young
Young becomes adult
Adult becomes leaders
Leading to the land of peace
Peace in the heart of all men
Here lies my hope

Where man tells his woman of his love
Where love is in the heart of all beings
Where man can sleep with all eyes closed
Where no man can be a threat to his fellow man
Where houses are built with no door
Here lies my hope.

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minakshi.balasubramaniam
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Taiwos poem has a subtle line running through every stanza. It reflects the happenings in Yoroba land and emotionally capsules every ones wish in that country. I Live there.

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