HOPEA Poem by J. Marcby F. Schiller translated by J.M. RakotolahyHOPE People are much talking and dreaming About better, future times. One can see them running and striving After happy, golden aims. The world gets old and young again it gets Yet the man hopes, still for improvements!
Hope has him throughout life initiated, Childhood it joyfully transported Youth in its delight has been fascinated But with the old man it will not be buried. For he concludes in the tomb a walk, exhausted Yet before the tomb, hope he has develo-ped
It is not a fruitless, deceiving illusion, Produced by silliness in the mind. In the heart it announces with assertion For something better we are made! And what the inner voice enunciated, That, the hopeful soul cannot mislead. © 2008 J. MarcFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on February 15, 2008 Last Updated on March 28, 2008 AuthorJ. MarcAntananarivo, MadagascarAboutbody {background-color:FFCC66;background-image:url(http://);background-repeat:no-repeat;background-position:top left;background-attachment:fixed;} table, tr, td {background:transparent; border:0p.. more..Writing
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