Hope

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(My Rhapsody Of Love)
Imagine you can not see,
You was born blind,
All you do is touch things
Or Smell them. 
But one day you saw everything. 

You saw light, 
You saw the food you were eating, 
You saw the road,
You saw her.

Her, the woman
Who bore you.
You saw your father,
He, who broke his back 
Caring for you.

Imagine you were
The ten leapers of Galilee.
Imagine receiving a healing,
Without being touched.

That, that's the faith 
We all need to hold on.
That, is the hope we all need,
That, is the courage we all need.

We need to see tomorrow.

© George William Ochago.
@ George The Tired Poet.
December 9th, 2024.
#PoeticMondays.

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