I see hope.
Through the despair that surrounds me,
I feel hope.
In my abandon and stilled speech,
I am hope.
I have to be.
If not me, who?
I cannot and will not allow the
Negative forces to overcome.
I am hope.
I refuse to go back to yesteryear.
Be hope with me.
For together it is not “I”, but “we”.
We are hope!
Poem By: Member from the LCF Sacramento Latino Giving Circle
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