One of Many Needs


What I require is

What most people desire

Not power or absolute control


But hope


That is all I need

To pick my head up

To help me breath


The hope to live with purpose

The hope to live in tune

The hope to live within love’s grasp


For hope mends and bends

Pushes the believer to the end

Hope sparks the fire to give birth to the phoenix


In the very end I can not live without a lot

But without hope I will be distraught

Numb to move and grow


So to hope,

I hold you dear

May I never let go


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