Last Hope

Our life is just an unsolved mystery

Future unsure and the rest is history

All precious moments were spent in haste

I tried my best but it’s gone to waste

Sometime I find it hard to see

In future what and where I’ll be

Another hope died another shattered dream

And down my face hot tears stream

As I sit there with my hands tied

Hiding my face I bitterly cried

I tore away pages and everything in sight

No matter what I do, this burden won’t light

I want to runaway I want to scream

Scatter in pieces everything I dream

But then she came and found me crying

The person who had seen me trying

She came to me holding a guide book

In those sad eyes I didn’t dare look

Before I moved she held my hands

I never show it but she understands

She always knows how I feel

And she is always there to heel

She told me that I will succeed

She knows her faith is all I need

Her smile told me what she meant

Handed me the book away she went

So I started on it with all the strength I had

Expecting failure, but succeeded instead

Then I ran to the room where she slept

With a note saying “Thanks Mother” I left

No matter how hard my life may be

My mother, my last hope stays with me

Note: I wrote this poem eight years ago, in 2005...