Georgia Douglas Johnson, "Hope" (1928)
By Georgia Douglas Johnson
Something for each of us
Surely somewhere,
Something the soul needs infinitely there.
So press through the dark
Through the gloom, through the rain
Life holds a balm
For each ravishing pain.
Something for each of us!
Do not despair—
There’s a heart to your answering
Fully—somewhere.
Press on through the dark
With a smile on your face—
The something you long for
Awaits your embrace.
Published in The Crisis, June 1928