He said "Hope is a scheme"
These words inspired a scream
From a song that's sorta punk
The days, one may have spent drunk
He said "Hope is a beggar"
This was was an old pegger
But I've been curiously receptive
Defining hope and it's deceptives
'Cz lately, Hope has been playing
And without my permission, staying
It has been taxing all my bones
Sitting high, on my lovers' throne
When and where he couldn't be found
Hope stood tall, holding the ground
Hope's been lately, quite the caller
Summoning my mind, my soul, my valor
But I don't know if hope, is a real show
A dreamer after all! What do I know!
And maybe just because, I can dream
Hope likes to sail on my peaceful stream
Causing ripples, I didn't allow at all
Until one of us falls, an illustrious fall
Hope has been messing my love and me
In peaceful dreams and in the reality
I hope to understand hope, and it's chores
So one day hope and I, won't fight anymore.
-Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 19th, 2024 01:31
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 6
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