Hope - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Stars scattered all over the sky.
It seems to be a party in the Heaven
Poor souls lit candles in the Hell.
And have their daily bread.
A ship named 'Hope' without the rudder and broken sails
Carry happiness and prosperity to a distant Island.
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