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
This poem is about:
Me