Tomorrow, does it hold anything new?
How can one look forward in the dark?
Confusion roils through life's brew.
Apathy tries its best to rule the mark.
Then in the dark a wee flicker does gleam;
And something emerges letting one cope.
Have I awoke or do I wander in a dream?
The growing flicker has a name - hope.
2 December 2001
Copyright 2005 shadowwv
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