Hope

The light at the end of the tunnel
The droplets from the tip of a funnel
The traveler towing his thirsty camel
The judges amidst the panel
Do not despair for there is hope, that I can tell.

The whispering lips of a man of rumor,
About the confused identity of a brain with tumor
The unpleasing condition at which they humor,
About the man who borrows, I mean the roomer
I insist there is hope for the needy, later or sooner.

To the young kids still roaming the streets,
On remnants and left overs they feed
For all 3 square meals they cannot complete,
There exist some others given special treats
But there is still hope for the poor, do not retreat.

To the couples married but yet incomplete
To the displeasing acts they constantly repeat
To every matter that he keeps a secret,
And for every life she lives full of deceit
There is hope for a better union, do not deplete.

To the sunny sky that brightens the day,
The burns it causes with its' reflected ray,
Be patient for it won't overstay,
Neither do I aim to, oversay,
But there is hope in it for one who wishes to make hay.

There's hope for the hopeless when they pray,
Hope for the needy as they say,
Hope for the hopeful, if i may,
Hope for a better tomorrow, do not slay!
There is hope for the world, let peace reign!!