Far above the canopies,
Beyond the hills
Where the sun kisses the land,
There rests our hope.
Far above the skies,
Beyond the hills
And the gurgling of the streams,
There rests a burning ray of tomorrow.
Far above the tallest buildings,
Beyond the hills
Despite our pockets carrying coins and broken dreams,
There rests what we will be.
Read – The Dame Named Hope – A Poem by Faith Azeez, Nigeria
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