With my hands cold

I plant a sapling in a pot

And wait for sunshine

But a heavy cloud

Rising from the hearts

Of desperate people

Wandering from nowhere

To nowhere.


Still I wait for sunshine

Rising from a horizon

Far, faraway

And I have hope.





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