HOPE

Hope never dies,
Tomorrow never ceases,
Future is never reached,
Moments keep coming.

No condition lasts long,
If in bliss, save,
If in want, fidget not,
Lie on the comfort of hope.

When sorrow makes you an acquittance,
And plague seems an antidote,
Rejoice for they will soon fade,
Never lose hope of a better tomorrow.

When lightning lightens the luminary lane,
And clouds enclose the blue sky,
Trees flap their hands in joy,
In the hope of quenching their thirst.

Sorrow may last through the night,
says an old maxim,
But there will be joy in the morning,
Hope never dies.