Allgemein, Poetry

Not All Prayers Are Answered

You plead,
You bleed,
You scream,
You yell,
You tell.

Your story,
Your worry,
Your fears,
Your tears,
For years.

You hope,
You dream,
You wish,
You feel,
You reel!

You command,
You demand,
You rage,
You age.
You weep,
You sleep.

You wail,
You’re frail.
You cry,
Ask why?

Their reply:
Not all prayers are answered.
That’s why,
Some die.

© Virginia Stone

Allgemein, Poetry

Land Of Hope

Reach out your hand
I’ll follow thee,
To the land
Of hope
Where we’ll be free.

It might
Be frail
Like the wings
Of a butterfly.
It might
Sting and hurt
Like the pain
Of a long goodbye.

There’s no way
To guarantee
If we’ll
Take flight
If we’ll be free.

No way to say
If we’ll
Live or die.
No way
To know
If we’ll be a lie.

All we can do
Is try.

Just give me
A chance
Only one more glance.
Please,
Please let us dance.

Reach out your hand
I’ll follow thee,
To the land
Of hope
Where we’ll be free.

© Virginia Stone