(after
Nabila A. Rufai’s “The Candle of Hope”)
The wind blows in a
circle
In the middle of a new
day
As the candle of hope
was lit
To light up our way
Hearts cried in the
darkness
Our nights were
accompanied with fear
The morning dew falls
with sorrow
The roses and the
petals close
With anger and
confusion
Life wasn’t easy
There is no smoke
without fire
We must claim our
right
We cannot lose hope
Nobody prays for death
The sun of hope will
rise
Our hero will emerge
The stars of democracy
Will shine upon him
And empty life will be
history
The dawn of a new era
Will surely blow the
trumpet
Of a joyful and
promising life
5:54pm
18th March,
2012
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