The Only Hope

Wandered
To a far country I went
It was summer back home
Winter here my side
Too cold
The body almost freezing

Had we could borrow
I could choose the best
That is hope
If not then
I would choose patience

All is patience
No company
Then you need hope
No warmth
All you need is patience

It looks strange
Not familiar at all
Confusion locks your mind
Free yourself
From worries and distress

Francis Omariba
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