Am A Reason To Hope Poem by arewa oluwole

Unto all as a child, was i born?
But through a two weaken tissue, comes my birth
And of worth, less i stand to gain
For with a calculator, the world waits to scorn the end of my struggling glory
As i journey in the race of childhood
Through weeds and winds to adulthood

The destination; is a trail of hope so dim
And of hopelessness so dazzling
And to destitution, a prey i stand to be devour
That i may lose with fear or win through faith the fate of destiny

And though the path is of a darken route
But with a glimpse into its ends right
Urge the means, i tread with pleasant pain
Sing in tone less tongue, with jubilation in my pace

The strength and supplication i seek, was always never enough
But the slightest hope i trust will never too late to envisage
And as the sun daily unwrap the moon and vice versa, it tarries
But hatchling unfold, with the tireless tick of time
So i may turn the mystery of hope
Into a reality, so all could live to hope