There’s no hope,
you know,
except for the hope we make
in spite of hopelessness.
It’s an action verb no matter
what grammar claims for it. So:
as much of a cliche
as it is — there’s no depth
to the observation
as it is, we can only
add depth through
pure and bright work —
we are responsible
for our hope as much as
for breathing clean air
and drinking clean water
and protecting them both
as we can. The idea of hope
unpolluted by despair
is all we have as we are all we have.
We hope. We must, we have,
we will, we will have hoped
regardless of outcome. And if
and when hope requires us
to act, we will act, we act, we will
be able to say we acted. We hope
to have acted. We hope
it will work.

November 25th, 2016 at 11:14 pm
Beautiful and similar to some of my own poems – love this ❤️
November 25th, 2016 at 11:19 pm
Thank you very much.
November 25th, 2016 at 11:21 pm
Your welcome