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Hope Hoping
When the darkest hour can be lit
With the brightest light
Hope restored
Hope in the middle of night
I hold on to these beliefs of
A brighter future
Even though the hopes of few or one
Is to lead us all to a future
That can not soon be undone
I remain steadfast and hoping
That were we will end up
Is better than where we currently
Are going
Destiny or Fate: Nature Vs. Nurture
Is it destiny or fate
Nature or nuture
How can one being
Be solely dispositioned
For great cynicism
Can it be that
The destiny
Was set in stone
From the onset
Before the quietest of sunsets
I hold hope for the lost souls
My own brothers
My own blood
Hold on to hope
Of new discovery
Eternally
I will hold hope
Obtuse and Strange
No reset
No regrouping
Standards set
Obtuse and strange
Hold my hands
While our words change
No truth to tell
No truth to seek
Keep it up
Maybe the polls will peak
Absurd but Free
Walk the line
Toe the shore
Play with high hopes
Play once more
In words
In poems
In a odd fashion
I grow them
Absurd but free
That is what I hope
To be
A Beaming Grin
Spread so thin
My weak pale skin
Feels the burning sun
Ripping my bones
To the floor
Burden on my chest
Should we cancel it all
Put it to rest
Here we go
With little known
Make profit so we can show
All the skeptics the value of good
Or just let go
Let the piranhas win
Eat my flesh
Tear off my skin
Keep the capitalists happy
With a beaming grin
Hope Fade
Old shoes
Old rags
The remnants of what was
What could have been
How did this all happen
Was it us
Was it me
Letting go
Let it be
Changes are coming
Changes are going
I better start acting
And stop hoping
The Next Frontier
What comes next
I’m ready
For what is around the corner
Bring the post-internet revolution
Empty pockets
With great indifference
Hold on
Changing seas are raging ahead
Where the frontier of the future
Will bring
Hold hope
Smile
Sing
What makes money now
Will not later
What made money yesterday
Will not today
What will the future bring
Uncertainty and anger
But certainly, opportunity
Starting Point
Where can you start
When the target
Moves
Shakes
The goal of starting is to go
The idea of success is to wait
How difficult is it
That we create
Blocks to begin
Blocks to end
Up and down
Starting point
But start again
Life puts on the breaks
Everywhere I go
Unfair In Comparison
The unfair game of comparison
Looking with a wry grin
The eyes of society
On one
Compared to another
I do not disagree
In football
Or some game of indignity
Comparison and contrast
There is no better or worse
Unless the views
Challenge your own chorus
Verse
So the wings of reality
Cry fowl play
When the image does not line
Up with
Reality
Why compare
Why win or lose
These games we play
We should just cut loose
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