ACHING TO BE FREE

Hope rang hollow today
It's echo was a moan
A lament for wisdom
That is now no use
After the event
That caused so much pain

Time
With its disdain for rehearsals
It marches on
Dragging the tears
That emotions in turmoil
So wantonly create
Leaving us with memories
We achingly ransack

Sorrow
It mangles hope
With its pitiful backwards stare
And its stifling myopia
The future has no flavour
The mind cannot be at rest
Forgiveness can never be achieved
There is no release from internal strife

Peace
It helps hope to heal you
It could sets you free
It might protect your psyche
It  may comforts you
Peace takes time to bear fruit
It never transforms completely
It is  often all too temporary

One day things may be OK
Today they are nominally better
Yesterday  it all was bleak
Hope may help us
Find what we seek

Hope give insight
Can be a close friend
Forever swaddling                
Never letting go