Schlagwort-Archive: Hope

Better Future

Hard times lie ahead of us
Too many people are out of luck
Hope somewhere in the lost and found
Fortune standing on shaky ground

One step at a time is all we can do
All we can do to pull it through
To think further ahead is beyond our grasp
It might frighten us and make us gasp

Let us pray for a better future
And let’s pray for a better life
Let us all pray and sing together
And together, hope we’ll find

We’re all struggling to get by
Aren’t sure on what we can rely
Now we’re forgetting what really matters
Too often all our dreams were shattered

Yeah we’re trying to survive
Out in a jungle called our lives
Wary of lions that cross our path
Each one could be a sociopath

Let us learn to forgive each other
Let us fight for a better world
All our hate has to be smothered
So that compassion will be unfurled

Let us pray for a better future
And let’s pray for a better life
Let us all live and love together
And together, peace we’ll find

Jan Wendler
22.03.2016

 

I’ll find my song

I’ll find my song

One day sometime when I’m gone
Somewhere I will find my song
A song for which each heart longs
A song written to right all wrong

Away somewhere hidden in words
Words nobody has ever heard
I will somehow catch my bird
A bird will teach me every word

Meaning is hidden behind the moods
Moods that haunt all of the fools
Fools that don’t know any rules
Rules invented by other fools

One day sometime when I’m gone
Somewhere I will find my song
A song for which each heart longs
A song written to right all wrong

The song will somehow save the lives
Lives of people with innocent smiles
Smiles that show the heart is free
Free enough to still believe

The song will make broken hearts dream
The song will be made for you to believe
With a rhythm inside that makes people see
See what is needed to become free

Yeah one day sometime when I’m gone
Somewhere I will find your song
A song for which my heart longs
A song written to right all wrong

Jan Wendler
10.07.2015

About hope.

 

A Man called Joe

A man called Joe

This is the story
Of a man called Joe
He is not a happy man
But in his life he’s got a plan

Searching all his life
He never gave it up
That’s his greatest fight
And so life made him tough

He dreamt his lost dreams
He screamed silent screams
He cried hidden tears
And battled his ancient fears

In his life it’s been more than enough
Now’s the time to get it out of his blood
This time he’s gotta leave this place
For him it’s his only escape

In Round 1 he gave it all up
Everything just got too much
But the fight has just begun
There’s so much more than Round 1

Hope is the weapon of his choice
Listening to his inner voice
Giving up never was in his heart
The future paves the way for a fresh start.

Jan Wendler
14.01.2015

I guess many peope will read this poem differently 🙂 At least my friends did 😉
It is about a normal man fighting his war.