Hope

Daylight shifts
clouds dance across my eyelids
dying embers
paint forbidden ghosts
etched in memory
etched in sorrow
In a world filled with hate
crystalline white dusts reds and golds
the autumnal vista
a rail thin man of color has shouldered a burden
half run to help
half cower in hate and fear
barriers torn down
to the future
the trains run free
can hope survive?
keep hope alive
can hope thrive?
keep hope alive
live the dream?
yes, we can!

© 2008 Michael Shelby