A Filling Hope

Like an empty glass Hope fills among the mass Hope fills the glass Empty carts broken Heart Hope fills Like a chuck hole Concrete asphalt filled Joy is spilled Empty box Toddler falls Hung up conference call Unemployed wallets moneyless Empty pockets Empt y hands empty Glass empty hearts purple glance I'm filling chance
12/12/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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