PRICE OF HOPE

always as bleak as bad as things may appear....there is always hope...and when it seems there is no more hope....there is MORE HOPE...

PRICE OF HOPE©.....by RAK

there’s an open wound tonight
the parasites shall find it
there’s a crowd out on the street
yet no one seems to mind it

and a lesson to be learned
the price one pays to get it
and the heart that’s gotta yearn
for a lost love if you let it.

there’s eyes no one will meet
and there’s heads that keep on turning
and it’s crowded in the streets
and the fires are still burning

and there’s people who don’t care
and those who just won’t show it
and there’s some who simply stare
you don’t want them to, they know it

and they’ll call your name and swear
tell ya lies and sell their mother
and they’d stab you in the back
but to your face it’s always brother

there’s a ship that sailed tonight
with hope packed in the cargo
and sank far out to sea
but a new one leaves tomorrow.