Hope

Hope abounds
At least for a couple more rounds
By then I will crumble and seek a miracle
I usually am rebuilt by something lyricle
Like poetry made for the spiritual
Something about ones own voice
About ones own choice
Saying the unspoken truth
like an art
Some flying dagger in the dark
Striking at the heart of some future politician
Maybe I can make them rethink their position
And maybe instead they will become some dietrician
Instead of the mess they make leading
and feeding on the hopeless masses
Maybe instead they get off their asses
Maybe I could get them thinking about mental health
Instead of their current wealth
What a power
To change minds now
instead of the final hour
Hope abounds
At least for a couple more rounds