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Open Poetry #46

Hope

DrK&7
Junior Member

since 2009-07-01

Posts 40

0 posted 2010-10-13 06:48 PM

Forgotten dreams and fallen heroes;fragments of ash covering a burned earth. Time has proven life to end; and then renew by birth. Lost hope and faded light; into abyss of gloom to fall. Remnants of an elder age in ruin;
devoured by element once stone wall. Things left gradually creeping to end;
past roots of anchor succumbing to rot. Shattered shards of pottery littering an old rug; broken by the race of men, when they fought. But through its sadness and horrors; there is still the vain illusion of hope.
A seeded idea for sunrise and brightening; a method for healing, progression, for cope. An illusion more real than not; that with work and effort becomes real. That from a dream can stem help; is not always what is seems, still somewhat surreal. But do we not persist? Give it out our best effort? Try our very best? But we do, we do, it echoes. That human race will mend. When the lessons of history are learned; and bars of hatred bend. That in its darkness it is true; that light will still permeate. And hope and light are much the same; purposes together, meanings that correlate. For in our darkest hour and day; the smallest light will be at least faint. And the sun will rise and shine on all;
and day will start to acquaint. In time it will prove true,
however long it will take. That past illusion now turned very real;
hope plus solid goal with solid plan will fix and build, For this task is for you to make, liberate yourself, hesitate not once, be boldly, strong-willed. Polish the life and love in yourself;
protect the beautiful planet earth. Live in not to end with regret;
for life is best when lived to its worth. Cast away the dark of night;
and shield the truth in hope and sight. From warm rains and icy hails;
let yourself be the shield, no fright.

For strength runs fast in human blood;
and hope will lead once again to glory.

And you are one of many writers;
of this species; this earth's: epic story.

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