by Elizabeth


What has this boat brought to her?

A lover to warm her cold nights

A murder to end her suffering

Flowers to make her happy

Stones be thrown at her

Food to feed her body

Poetry to feed her mind

Plague to make her sick

Promises to give her dreams

Horror to give her nightmares

She doesn’t care

She will push off this boat

She will go away forever

Away from the misery

Away from the despair

In the middle of the ocean

Under the moonlight

She will find herself

An old boat

A new start

For an old soul


2 Comments to “Hope”

  1. Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

  2. Reblogged this on Little Anna B and commented:
    wonderfully written, this really touched me

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