What did I know about Hope?
It always felt to me
To be a little lingering lie.
I dismiss it, denigrate it,
And depart from it.
Still it slinks close by;
My silver lining shadow.
It makes its home
Deep inside my bones
Coursing through my system
Always connected to my heart.
Pulsating in perfect symphonic
Chords that discordantly play
With respect to the reality
Grounded in my soul.
And even when the chaos
Bursts forth and brings the
Truth to light:
The opposition to the refrain;
My lifelong friend,
My compassionate companion
(Dangerous demon)
Still remains.
It cannot,
Nay
Will not:
Die.
What did I know about Hope?