AM I LOOSING HOPE.
I USED TO LOOK AT PEOPLE, LOOK AT THERE FACES AND SEE HOPE PRINTED AND PAINTED ALL OVER. I USED TO WALK DOWN THE FREEWAY AND SEE PEOPLE PLAYING, HOLDIND HANDS, AND SMILING AT EACH OTHER, BUT NOW WHAT DO I SEE.
I SEE FACES THAT ARE TIRED FROM MISERY, FACES THAT ARE BEGGING FOR DEATH TO TAKE THEM, FACES THAT KEEP ASKING WHY?
I USED TO TELL MY FRIENDS TAHT HAPPINESS COMES AS A PACKEAGE, INSIDE OUT, TWISTED AND PACKAGED, BUT TO MYSELF A SAY, AM A BELIEVER THAT THERE IS A LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNEL.
SO TO MY FRIENDS I SAW DO NOT LOSE HOPE FOR IN DUE TIME U WILL SMILE WITH GREAT HAPPINESS.
mercy jacobs
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dont-lose-hope/
