by shadrach kerwillain
Published on: Apr 5, 2007
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Type: Poetry

On his face it is written
The dream of a better tomorrow
He basked in glory
Without the knowledge of how it will be realize
Strange then it seems
That he really thinks of these things
But he must hope
For he is an ORPHAN without HOPE
And his last hope
Is his HOPE

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