IS THERE NO HOPE? 

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Check the time and hide the sky

It Favour’s you and makes me cry

When you failed to gimme a trial

I tried but no avail.
At night,loneliness is my friend 

Everywhere seems so dark

The sky seems so bright with the little stars

The voice of the cat seem so loud.
My eyes grows wide and dim

There’s no thought to make it deep 

Just to recover from my weakness 

But am far asleep with broken heart.
I grumble to feel the pain

Rumbling downward my abdomen

Behold, I found myself 

On moving gurney
Yet everything seem so weary

To see an average eighties grey hair man

With tedious looks and note in his hand

     _HOPE THERE’S HOPE_

Is there hope for the living dead?

Walking in the midst of cadavers 

My heart is in great grief

Which gave no space for grievance.
Giving me so much depress 

Making my actions regretful

Through the whole of the week

It beats my heart and makes it weak.
Was brought to the planet 

I stared to the mighty door

Behold, there was a beautiful doll

The one have been thinking of

That makes me so blur .
I feel the regretting in her face

She looks more cadaverous

She stole my gaze and gave my grape.
    

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Ishola A Bollutech

Isholaabass11@gmail.com

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Egbetola Abass Olamide is a Writer and Speaker with the utmost desire to communicate the Mind of God to his generation, His love for communication and human development bring about an NGO called Hilltop Global Impact which is committed to raise, mould and equip young leaders who will rise above their limitations and become the best in their destiny journey. He is Team Lead of Hilltop Writers Network, A group of writers, who are committed to communicate excellence and turn their passion to their profession. Hilltop Writers Network has published series of articles, poems and newsletters online. He loves to speak, writes and Inspire young people, most especially giving hope to the inner city kids and youths generally .