Saturday, March 5, 2022

In Hope Hospital

 



Colorful roses on the table , but the walls are all white 

In every corner there is a continuous hope , on each floor there is healing 

The window overlooks the vast green spaces , there is still life abroad 

In the bed of perdition lie weak bodies , the visitor may be salvation or annihilation 

Prayers never stop , may the soul stay around 

Tears in all eyes , is this how farewell ? 

The pain tears the inside into irreparable pieces , however the smile can still be seen 

They are deadly wars that make suffering a daily poison that must be dealt with 

It was several experiences of varying bitterness , shared by broken hearts 

Many pills and injections , are they getting better ? 

Operations with little chance of survival , fear and risk influence the decisions 

Oh God ! Oh Merciful 

Faith is the weapon of endurance 

 It is not the end , no it is not over yet 

It is a new bigging , it is rebirth 

They are gone ! 

To heaven to rest  

And life go on .

Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

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