Hope There is somewhere I'm almost sure.... Hidden in a dark recess Buried deep under a mound Of dirt, mold and Stinking refuse.... Upon this mound Is a heavy cement foundation Running a mile deep within the ground With steel two inch thick iron rods Supporting it strong Backfilled with wet sand On this foundation Is laid a sturdy wall fifty stories high Centered with heavy concrete blocks With steel reinforcing bars Wrapped with barbed wire Where exposed to the stratosphere On either side is heavy red brick Laid with the strongest mortar Two layers thickness Coated with a thin slick layer of steel on the outside So it's hot to the touch And impossible to climb This wall Reaching high through the sky Runs in a small circle Big enough for me to sit inside Here with my sorrow And sadness But there is maybe still Buried under that mound Under the foundation Under the wall A tiny small fraction of Hope But I am too stubborn to look anymore |
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