Hopeville Poem by PHUMLA KHANYILE

We'll meet on the streets of Hopeville
Wide, unpaved lanes of hope
Big beautiful gardens
Of hearts driven by dreams
Of wishes told by dazed looks

We shall pass each other by
As if we've never met before
Or on Centre Street hail loud
You'll be chasing your destiny
I'll be sculpting my course

We will definitely meet in Hopeville
You may wave cheerfully
While I choose to nod in silence
For each word uttered
Tis time wasted

I'll meet you in Hopeville
Dare not let go of your dream
In the main garden square of hope
We'll plough them there
And watch them leap to growth