What is it about Hope?
A stubborn intoxication
that refuses to let go of us
The hangover never goes away
no matter how many bitter aspirin pills
of disappointment we swallow the next morning
Hope clings on hopefully
and we think we'll have a brighter day
receive better news
What is it about Hope?
That even amidst a pile of destruction
we yearn for a newborn's cry
As we watch our heroes die
our dreams disappear
we quickly replace them with new seeds
and we water them everyday
move them towards the sunlight
urging the shoots to grow faster
faster than ever before
Is Hope the basis of being human?
Does a dog expect the next bone to be bigger
tastier than the one before
Or is consistency his canine trait?
Does a deer expect the water in the lake to be sweeter
or the predator to not spot him
as he takes sips from his own reflection
What is it about Hope?
That makes us more human
or less, since we forget all logic
and surrender to the optimism
The cosmic force of faith
The pandora's box of promises
Wise men become fools
and fools become wise
As Hope wraps her blanket around us
closer, tighter, warmer.
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