2002: A Band of Hopes...

December 31st- its years shelve Just as the clocks chime twelve In the murk of that night Lurks, up at sky’s height An uncanny tier- A tomb of a year; womb to another- Will scatter its light, the second after mid-night... Let there be lights in December’s night, Of true most prayer, promises bright- Band of glee be carpeting our path. May we be saved from God’s fearsome wrath, Let there be garlands on our coming days- May we de-puzzle this life’s cunning maze. Let there be dreams, dreamt to come true, From nightmares aghast, may we never get a cue. Be us all atoned with a rightful voice, Let justice be our option less choice. Errs past slipped shall be our teachers To the crest of triumph, we shall be reachers. Be we all blessed with love’s loved treasure, To give and feel love shall be our sole pleasure Unchaste sins, which wickedly flicked, In the stepping era, they better get kicked. Demons of wars, hatred so hound,  Are toxins of soul, let’s bury them in ground! And re-rinse our hearts with an oath to stand tall On the platform of peace, with love for all...To all who hope for a better life, a better year ahead, may your, may my, may all our prayers be heard by the Almighty. Happy New Year, happy living, happy desiring, happy fulfilling... Written January 1st, 2002 © on Dec 31 2001 07:09 PM PST, Apothegm   0 • 12