Hope

['Hope, an idea to believe whether to keep going

Despite what happens in their life

To keep believing that there is a light within darkness

And to see that everything will be alright at the end

But if we stopped believing?

What if we"re consumed by the darkness?

What if we see no way out  of this challenge?

Is hope still alive?

Well, the thing is, hope is a wild beast

It will fight when times are tough

It will find a way to survive

Even if no one else doesn't

Hope is the one thing that will never die

Because it refuses to give up

This is what we must become

Irrational, determined, and strong-minded

And those who can look at the darkness, without fear

Without sadness and depression on their face and say

I WILL NOT FALL, I WILL FIGHT!

At that point, we have become what the darkness fears

We become that immortal beast

We become hope.

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