I arrive at last
On the golden shores
After a journey that left
My very heartstrings torn
I revel in the warm sand
That clings to my feet
After sailing so close
To a terrible defeat
I have nothing but
The clothes on my back
For I forsook all I had
To get this one thing I lacked
For at the centre
Of this vibrant island
Is a tree that was worth
The risk of dying
For hanging on its branches
Is a succulent fruit
For which nothing on Earth
Can substitute
For this island has a name
Which it shares with its fruit
And I whisper it as
My life begins anew
Cape Hope


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