Lately, I’ve been more and more aware of the loss of hope and how the lack of hope colors our view of everything. I hope there is a way to keep the matches lit
hope is like the
burning tip of a match
a tiny glow as an
ember might be
it is not the bonfire
blazing with heat
and fierce defiance
of the encroaching
darkness
for hope is easily gone
and when the light is out
there is no reflection
of who we are
or were and there is
no sign left that the
light will ever return
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