Despite It All, They Hope
Where exists the heart of discontent
Lives one, not in accord, nor harmony
For there, no life can circumvent
The pain of each day’s insanity
But, yet, to dream, to one day see
Perhaps, to feel, to experience hope
Allows that one, though there they be
Chance of tomorrow, while today they cope
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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