National Poetry Month

Since it is national poetry month, I thought I would share a crappy poem that I wrote yesterday in my Jeremiah class. Here it is.

Hope Comes

Is there hope in a world of suffering?
Is there good among all of the bad?
Where do I look for threads of hope?
In the brokenness can we fine hope?

Is hope found in religion?
Can hope be found in Government?
Does hope linger on the street corner?
Does it run through the farmland?

Hope can be found in religion,
But not in a religion of comfort.
Hope is found in a vibrant religion,
A religion that struggles with life.

Hope can be found in government,
But not a government of greed.
Hope is found in a government
That knows the people and loves them.

Hope lingers on the street corner
As a child smiles to a homeless man.
Hope runs through the fields
As the crops that feed many break through the soil.

There is hope in this world.
Even among the brokenness, hope can be found.
There is hope in the good choices
Despite all of the poor ones.

Hope comes because of discomfort.
Hope comes because of activity.
Hope comes because of knowing.
Hope comes because of loving.

Hope Comes!