HOPE DASHED! DREAM LOST!
Each day we wake
Believing it will get better
Hoping to hear good news
But the sad News is
No one is making any effort to make it better
We are just there
With our wishful thinking
Holding onto the lies they told us
Watching like spectators
Cheering like cheerleaders
We are just existing
But not living
Ours lives like our shadow
That leaves us in the dark
Dark moments
More than the bright moments
We cannot complain
We cannot protest
We cannot speak out
We are just there
What stories shall we tell our children yet unborn
What shall we say to the young ones asking so many questions
How did we get here?
How can we opt out ?
This is our story
This is our dirges
This is the situation
This is what we have become
So we wake each day
Whether good or bad
Under rain or sun
Pursing dreams that we cannot wake up to
And climbing the ladder of success that we don't know where it leads
Alas we can hold on the fact that we are ALIVE
And there's hope
Hope dashed!
Dream lost!
But We Move.......
Until we get to our final destination of accomplishment
We are not giving up!
✍️ Prisca Ojiobianu
#sweetmotherhood
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