Hope

It seems to be an abstract word,

To say have hope,

Stay positive and eat your sour,

Have hope.

Don’t give up, 

To the shit all makeup,

It’s your strength,

To fight back with extreme breadth.

Hope, Love, and Self-confidence,

Are three keywords of resistance,

Keeps going to the very end,

Despair and defeat will finally amend.

Have hope hovering high in the sky,

Forget all German’s lies,

Victory lies in the near,

If only being you sheer.

Hope, 

Such a strange word,

Yet keeps everyone going,

Let them forward moving,

Put fate in challenging.

Hope,

A word changes life’s being,

In sorrow and despair,

It’s the anchor of repair,

Brings people near,

With a salute of a beer!

Hope,

Continue your presence,

You’re the new Renaissance,

A phoenix of your own,

Comes from Ash Wednesday zone,

With a resurrection, a new home is reborn.

Hope,

Such a strange word,

Kills all despair like a sword,

A new dawn,

For all pawns and down,

A phoenix from the unknown.

By 

N.E.