Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 24,003 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Hoping Against Hope - Poem by Mark Heathcote

We're accustomed to seeing crustaceans
Crabs, lifeless jellyfish along these shores
Starfish, excite our alliterations
But any bereft man, fleeing bloody wars

Scooping up a dead child or two a wife
Yes, images of this kind haunt our psyche
Thinking of it makes us reevaluate life
Every night, let's all be thankful, God Almighty

It wasn't our child on that shoreline washed
Hoping to find a place of sanctuary
In a small rowboat hoping against hope - lost
Prayers might be answered just temporary.

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  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (9/6/2015 11:32:00 AM)


    Truly, we should thank God for the safety He has provided to us
    and pray for the unfortunates
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 8, 2016


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