Hope Not
It was out of Pandora’s Box
After hatred, greed, epidemics
Unretrieveable, A vulture
It returns from the arid future
To hover in mock and mirth
Over the prey that prays on earth
When will they ever learn
that hope is not a promise
But futures they cannot earn
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Author:
arobot (
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