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Hope
Don't be a dope,
and rely on hope,
when things don't go your way.
And, please don't just cope,
with dope or the Pope,
work for a brighter day.
Bury that hatchet,
and the money to match it,
it's way beneath you.
A disease when you catch it,
why let hope fetch it,
when sunny skies are blue.
So get out of the dump,
turn around that slump,
you're better than you hope.
Hope is a speed bump,
get over that hump,
never again have to cope.
Clinging to the frayed rope,
of diminishing hope.
Copyright 2018 © Ronald W. Hull
7/19/2018
You can read this poem at my website here.
SOUNDS LIKE ME AS OF MY LATEST
BEEN IN THE HOLE OR DUMP FOR A WHILE FINDING IT HARD
TO ESCAPE AND FEEL LIKE MYSELF OF OLD...…
PEACE BE WITH YOU
William
Sandie