False Hope
Yesterday a false dream was raised
It called for love
but through the shadows
the wherewithal changed
our fate was shamed
the new errant improbability
of guess work to welcome the bridle
This sap wells its tears
joined the race
little pilgrim forever lost in the sunset
of mans hope
asking if it is right
Copyright © Antony Glaser | Year Posted 2024
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