There is a thing crawling under my skin
Making me feel like all the world is here with me
Like the strangers roaming the streets beside me are my kin
That we all journey together through the troubled sea
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Where there is no hope, there we see desolation, despair and life becomes one colossal heavy task. Indeed where there is hope, there abodes faith, and faith keeps those that keep the faith. A well articulated piece of poetry insightfully penned with lovely rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.