UNENDING HOPE

Like the wave troubling the sea

Like the rain of the winter

Like the sun of the summer

Raiding and panting.



Stolid is the night wind

Being impeccable as gods

Fickle as the weather

Leaving no traceable trail



I can hear the sound

I can feel the pressure

I can see it approaching

The mystery unfolded



War upon war

fighting and crying for peace

Loothing and leaping

Praying and seeking for justice

No positive outcome.



Far above the sky

Deep down the sea

Lies the golden crown

Not even an inch to my domain.



Hoping endlessly

Weeping helplessly

Shouting with the last breathe

The glory shaketh not.



Vision blurred

Mission disrupted

Aspiration disfigured

The destiny  changeth not.



Sad it might look

Painful it might be

The gutsy taketh it by force.