There′s HOPE

Through my windows
I manage to see the beauty of the world
Savoring its wonders and believing

On my sick bed, I see the sunset
And the energy the moon shines on my face
I hear laughter from outside and I know

At a point, the doors were shut, and I heard nothing
I felt myself grow numb and my spirit leaving
Saw me passing to the beyond

Just then my feeble hands gained strength
My sealed lips shouted HOPE
yes hope
My last line of defense