misplacedpoems

Hope

The problem with the world today
Is the hardening of our hearts
We think it’s easier to guard ourselves
From reminders of being ripped apart
The problem with building these walls
Is though we no longer feel pain
We can’t only choose that one bad feeling
To just toss out in the rain
Our happiness, peace and love for others
Disappears too and leaves us numb
So when suffering souls reach out for help
It’s easy to turn away and run
But I knew of a girl who was brutally broken
But chose not to toughen her skin
She was able to be a beacon of hope
Since she had been where others had been
If we want to heal the broken souls
We must look at our pain as a gift
If we choose to smile, love and listen
Others might soon have some hope to live

Comments2

  • Moom

    Very on point x

  • FineB

    Hi there Misplaced Poems.

    That was an awesome poem.

    Man is nothing without hope.

    Keep writing
    FineB



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