Cash Onadele

Rookie - 417 Points (10th November)

Look Up, Beckon Yet Hope - Poem by Cash Onadele

Three generations of the poor then,
Three generations of the rich that follow,
Autumn winds whirl South and then back again, North.
What is new and yet unseen?
Annoyance, anger, and rage apparent if,
What you love you cannot have,
What you have you no longer desire.
Classic situation, middle of our lives.
Being angry, not your fault, unresolved it remains,
Everything people say appear false and hopeless.
Cannot remain cynical, embrace hope, still.
The cord of your days lengthen by will to succeed.
Be encouraged, nothing stays the same forever,
The weather may look so dark and bleak today,
Yet, it is guaranteed to brighten tomorrow.
After the rain, the wise say 'then the bright sunshine'.
Look Up!
All we need is fortitude, it turns the adverse hand of time!

Topic(s) of this poem: hope

Form: Free Verse

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Written By Cash Onadele © 2015

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 30, 2015

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