Sunday 17 September 2017

Hope

I had to cherish hope
That tomorrow would come
That the hate would surrender
That each face found shatter
That love would not falter
That you would never throw the first stone.
I had to cherish hope.

(John 8: 10 - "Where are your accusers? Didn't even one of them condemn you?).

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Thank you for reading my poems. Please don't feel you have to comment. I enjoyed writing them, I hope you enjoyed reading them, Be blessed.