Lenny Orlando Camacho


Where's hope?


In the flight of a bird,
there is hope.
In the smile of a child,
there is hope.
In the green shadow of a tree,
there is hope.
There is hope all around,
where the eyes can see,
as long as there's something good happening
in the world,
there is hope.
Hope for what? I ask, I want to know.
Hope for everyone to fulfill a role.
Is there hope for me? I just want to be given a chance
to do what I am meant for;
Is there hope for my words to be given enough room to fly?
Is there hope for words anymore in this life?

Submitted: Wednesday, September 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 04, 2013

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Hope for words for my voice for my role for finding myself

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  • Freewill Amon (10/24/2013 3:23:00 PM)

    Sometimes I ask myself the same question: is there hope for me? But I create it by just believing that things will only get better. (Report) Reply

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