Hope

Hope

Hope is something we all have
The small seed inside our hearts
That creates two flowers, one white, the other black.

Possibly for good and maybe for evil
All of us possess this force that compels,
The force that drives every last living one of us.

I do not know which way your flower of hope will bloom
But the third way hope can bloom is for peace and love
And not for fighting against good or for defeating evil
But by cherishing everyone you hold dear in your heart.
Watering the seed of hope to bloom with love
Can be difficult, many love the blossom and come to take;
Guard your flower with everything you have
For many will love you for this treasure you hold
Inside your heart for anyone who needs to be helped.

For those who make war with their flowers,
You may spread some of your love from your bloom
For the flower of love is the purest of all
Golden in hue, but different for everyone.
Some who cause wars need to be loved
For true peace to be fully attained by humanity.