Better Days To Come

This year, in some ways, kinda sucked. But Gill is here to offer up some hope in poem form.

2017 will go down as a tough year for many, in this poem I hope you out in Readerland will find hope.

Better Days To Come

People sitting with stacks of bills
the ever present threat of the wolf at the door
kids crying for parents in distant lands
gone by violence disease never to return any more
Hate on my doorstep leaves me scared
wanting to take up weapons and be prepared
My pastor says not to be intimidated
it’s only his skin that sees him hated
We are daring
the few in numbers
not to be intimidated
each day growing strong
with hope
with love
with faith
and with compassion
with the promise
in the turning of the year
the better days to come

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