HOPE

Hope is a feather fallen from wings

Standing tall as one voice sings

Rising against the heavy storms we each face

Keeping faith in your heart embrace 

Ready to challenge the unjust ways 

Brave against them and those each coming day

Hope is but a gentle whispering 

A star in the night sky that is always glistening 

Hope is the crack of dawn through the darkest of hours

Thousands of seeds planted blooming in flowers 

Hope is the deep-rooted trees standing so strong and tall

Hope belongs to all of those who are fighting the fool

It's that inner spark that purges the soul

Ignights us when this world is taking its toll

Hope is where the crownless become king of Kings

Where a flightless bird regains its wings.