I am Hope

This passion I hold so dear,

Is a heart enthralling muse.

Not light nor dark appear,

When a gaze of thoughts I bruise.

For stories I seek to share,

Are more than but a dream.

I hope you'll always be a truth that's soundly clear,

When words are all I own the world is becomes as life would seem.

I am but times own voice,

To be held my thoughts long not.

When short and long my hands invoice,

The mistress of day and night

These words i speak are all I am,

And a loving friend is what I seek.

When times best fortune charge I meet the fate of deaths ensnared fame,

Remember not my sin's but a life well lived filled with stories told and words I speak.

  - Emmanuel Rayan Daka (The Red InkHeart)

  - A village of Hope and Life