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A CRADLE OF HOPE

A CRADLE OF HOPE

[A hope that superpowers may not launch superwars]


Somewhere, deep within my heart
I still cradle a hope,
That in the darkness of mind,
World may no longer grope.

I am hopeful of a day
When sun will sweetly shine;
Blue sky will not have war clouds;
Hearts won’t for the dead pine;

When photos of dying parents
Won’t ring in children’s dreams;
When superpowers won’t be,
There would be changed regimes.



* Written in abcb 7-6-7-6 format


* Written for a contest. The following words have been used in this poem sequentially: Cradle Hopeful Sweet shine blue photo ring change


M C Gupta
4 November 2005