Hope Poem by Robert Abok

When I come as a thief in the night,
Not to kill, steal of even destroy as the good book says
But with me is a mission so different
And when they’ll ask what I seek tell it all
Tell them I am the one who inspires you from the inside

I make you rethink when you’ve already made your decisions
I make you smile when all they’ve done is make you cry
I make you want to do all that others say you can never achieve
I am your inspiration from the inside

That’s why I call myself a thief
Who announces not a thing of his coming.
But everyone knows when I’ve arrived
A good thief I call myself despite my stealing
I come for your sadness, sorrows, letdowns, heartbreaks
And with then replace happiness, joy, optimism, mend the broken hearts
And when they ask where I dwell,
Tell them I am within everyone and in the midst of pain I create relief
Of a better tomorrow, tell them I am hope and I keep you alive,