That Whereby Live

Let hope be the song for dark times, for the end of the year, for all times.

That Whereby Men Live

Night must end

And dazzling sun dawn.

Light must shine

Amid laughter and wine.

Wars end

And flowers bloom.

Peace to prevail

And foes to fail.

Victory, even in the last breath,

Believing in new life after death.

For

Hope is that Whereby Men Live.

-       From ‘A Poet’s Promise’ by Rositta Joseph, Black Eagle Books, USA, 2025