Once again
we stand naked, here
at the crossroads of despair and hope
holding onto each other's abusive hands
gazing into the teary horizon
we stood at the midpoint of it all
behind us
familiar crowds
chants of reconditioned anthems
hopes repackaged and visions regurgitated
yet still we fell for the anthem
or did we?
a tyranny of blunders ahead
a litany of murders behind
what a season of cynicism
what improbability of hope
yet daylight must surely come
©December 2017
we stand naked, here
at the crossroads of despair and hope
holding onto each other's abusive hands
gazing into the teary horizon
we stood at the midpoint of it all
behind us
familiar crowds
chants of reconditioned anthems
hopes repackaged and visions regurgitated
yet still we fell for the anthem
or did we?
a tyranny of blunders ahead
a litany of murders behind
what a season of cynicism
what improbability of hope
yet daylight must surely come
©December 2017
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