Endless Possibilities
From the ashes of despair,
embers flare into anger.
And gnawing pangs of hunger
force the soul to question sin.
No matter what you believe,
only death offers release.
And there are no exceptions
to this universal truth.
Although lechers purchase flesh:
Hypocrisy sets the price.
For lust's an expensive dish;
served with a smidgen of shame.
Intermingled in purpose;
Hope's a catalyst for faith.
And morphs into the role of
wish-giver and dream builder.
Love is undefinable,
although undeniable.
And resides in the realm of
endless possibilities.
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