believing there is hope

On the dry land

Of rubbish sink in

Of the land one forgets

As if it is the dying

But the sun will shine

Every part of the land

Encouraging the soil

Let it stay pure and fertilize

The rain will drop by

Filling up the spaces

There will be the growth

It gives hope out of depression

A wild flower bloom

Alone climbing up tall

Believing there is a hope

Even when it seems impossible

Some will say

It is God's willed

Nothing is impossible

If only we believe