Why I am a Hopeful one
Because I believe that every morning God’s new
That He creates the world right at this time
And not in the past dark blind and forgotten
So every time I must welcome Him
Because in Heaven works there’s something unpredictable
God and the unpredictable that save
and free us from fate slavery
He nullifies dark prophecies’ sociologists
The unpredictable God is He
who loves His children, human
From that source I pail my hope
Hope is not luxury, it is duty
Hope doesn’t mean dream, it is reversed
Hope is a tool to reach our dream
Be happy those who bravely hope
Willing to pay with high price
So their dream become real in life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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