The Prisoner

by Emil Brontë Still let my tyrants know, I am not doom’d to wear Year after year in gloom and desolate despair; A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty. He comes with Western winds, with evening’s wandering airs, With that clear dusk of heaven that bringsContinue reading “The Prisoner”

Hope Is Not Lost

by Jessica Millsaps When the desperation hit When the people cried in the streets When everything felt at loss Hope stayed, even though fleeing would be easier When the eyes were full of tears When kids and family were torn apart By that last desperate gasp Hope tried When all else gave up When allContinue reading “Hope Is Not Lost”