Tristan Robert Lange

Renewable Hope

I came a while ago to learn

To watch, to teach, and to transform.

I came with truth, it would not turn—

This world that demands one conform

To be called a part of the norm.

I came forth a while ago to find

Anyone whom I could inform

And place renewed hope in their mind.

I stayed a little while to churn

Within each soul an inner storm

That, though it might feel a hot burn,

It would spark some holy reform;

Rather, it rose up a huge swarm

Of haters to arrest and bind,

To try, to judge, to then deform

The place that renews hope of mind.

I’ve been here a while—time to burn

Rhetorical rubber and form

A collective of folk who yearn

To open their hearts and to warm

Them, never to let them malform

To a “religious” place—confined—

Where idols and dogma are born

To renew false hope in their mind.

To my people, the Church, please learn

To open up now—don’t be blind—

For love\'s message will never burn

Renewable hope in your mind.

© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, May 24, 2026.

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