HOPE

He lives and lives with nothing to live for except hope. He walks  through the endless recesses of the jungles and forests.He sinks to the darkest depths of the oceans billows by billows. Jaws and claws of destruction approach him from all sides, he has hope. Macabre dances and stares of humiliation by his enemies. Layers upon layers of clouds laden with rains of annihilation above him, the sky descending towards him red like a heated furnace, but his hope departs from him not. With a stretch of his foot, he emerges in a most beautiful land............ irresistible greenery filled with delight of the eyes, body and soul, the bright luminating rays of the sun rising from the horizon. All He had was HOPE.

 ZIA