Hope in the Shadows
When shadows fall and truth seems lost,
Beneath the weight of lies’ great cost,
A spark ignites, though faint, it burns,
The wheel of justice slowly turns.
The webs of falsehood twist and bind,
Yet truth resides within the mind.
Through every doubt, through every fight,
Its steady glow defies the night.
In darkest hours, strength is found,
When silence echoes all around.
A voice emerges, clear and true,
Revealing what was always due.
The path is hard, the journey steep,
Through buried secrets, lies that creep.
But hope persists, a flame unseen,
It fights for all that might have been.
So when despair begins to call,
And doubt seems stronger than it all,
Remember this: the light will show,
For truth and hope are bound to grow.
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Whether seeking justice, understanding, or peace, let this be your reminder: darkness is not the end. Breakthroughs are born in perseverance, and the truth, no matter how deeply buried, has a way of rising to the surface. Hold onto hope—it is the light that will guide you through.
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Poetry Prompt:
Friday Writings #153: My cup runneth over
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