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Hope

Written by Daniel Barre.

Give me some hope and I’ll hand you a rope
You can throw it over a tree limb and see if it is strong enough
To hold the weight of a grown man
If it is you can tie a noose knot on one end and make sure it won’t come loose
Once you’ve done this
Imagine a man named
Hope

This man isn’t your friend in fact he is a murderer
He has been killing the precious and most dear
Moments of your life as long as you can remember
So now it’s time for him to get what he deserves
What has been coming to him
His karmic debt to the universe must be paid
Now is the time
For Hope to die

He never did any good for
He kept making you believe that things would be different
He kept making you believe that people would be different
Who was responsible for all this misery and loss?
Hope

So fix the rope around his neck and cinch it good and tight
While he sits on top a horse grab yourself a riding crop
Say your last good byes and listen to his final words
Then he will surely say to you

I am you, you are me, we are one in the same
When you kill me you kill yourself
Everything I have done to you, you have done to you
There is no point to kill for I am dead already
In fact I was never born because I have always been you already

So here we are the condemned and the executioner
In this time of death
Together
Apart
We both know that Hope must die
So be done with it
Send me to my death and choose to live once more!


Posted on 23rd June, 2008 in Poetry . No Comments