Hope Sonnet

I woke up one day in a world

Where people die by the thousands,

And I cried like a little child.

I want the numbers to stop rising and

Healing to spread, contagious - 

And so I hope.

This hope is a sonnet

I hold tightly in my fist

I do not let go, because I know it will heal.

I tell myself that life doesn't end here

And that God is with us in this suffering

I hope all this will soon end

I get up and go on with life.

I feel stronger now - I am stronger now