A Beacon of Hope
By Arjun Akwei
To the lost man on the mountain,
hope is finding the right path
that will lead him home safely.
Hope to the sailor,
caught amidst the raging tempest at sea,
is the faint visage
of the beacon in the tower,
the weak and distant light on the horizon,
forever guiding him to land.
Hope to the soldier
is the answered prayer,
that the terrible conflict will be over
and he can once more be the father
his family needs.
Hope to the waitress
is the belief that her hard hours of tireless labor
will eventually give her the money
she needs to pursue her dreams of fortune
Hope to the entrepreneur
is that her business will finally thrive,
that her months without rest will pay off
and the glass ceiling binding her to the ground
will shatter and she will soar.
Hope to the student
is the dream that a child of immigrants,
and a scholar,
is that they will receive the education they need
to succeed in this new world.
Hope is for the determined,
for the old,
and for the young,
the one thought they hold close to their heart,
that the next place will be better than where they are now.
It’s the extra push to go beyond the average,
and exceed expectations.
Hope is the candle,
small and delicate,
too weak to be referenced in all but a whisper,
yet strong enough to give light
through one last dark and stormy night.