Hope (A Battle Cry)

There will be no funeral for hope

 

As the Phoenix of myth it will ever rise undaunted

 

From the darkest embers

 

Glorious to behold, victorious and mighty

 

Though it carries its own particular brand of pain

 

It will never leave my heart, its house

 

Not sword, not word, not hate nor any action

 

Will vanquish this, my trusted companion

 

 

 

 

 

 

Together hope and I have slain fear

 

Mutilated injustice, played guardians to doubt

 

Kissed fools and frogs and reprimanded

 

Sternly the advances of many a prince

 

Unrecognized in the blindness

 

Created by our past and insurrections

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our battle cry this cold dark eve is

 

DEATH TO WORRY!

 

Our leader and hero,a soul

 

Unconquered, pristine and gleaming crystalline

 

The soul that is more than mine

 

For in each of us hope lies waiting

 

Perhaps covered in a blanket

 

Thick and unyielding for a time

 

Yet there

 

 

It lives

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

There is a great line from a Garth Brooks song that says "As long as one heart still holds on then hope is never really gone"

I say amen to this message of positivity in a world of negativity.

[Dutch Jr.]

Pretty good writing. Your poetic voice is very intersting to read.