Hope Deferred
Hope deferred makes the heart sick
It beats up your soul with a big stick
leaving you drained and anaemic
like a smile that’s gone sad or an small tic
that’s had too much time to leave
bad marks that grow thick
A love that is lost
leaves an oil slick
that costs
all you have to remove
and then drops you in goo
that you can’t seem to shake
like an illness, a flu,
and then leaves you without
a desire or a clue
that remains in your being
and then causes you
to feel hurt and abandoned
the swell of a gland
and
the sinking of sand
that will grow and demand
all the strength of your heart
all the works of your hand
Dreams unfulfilled
try to unstick your plans
throws a huge brick
that lands
at your heart
not your hands
leaving damage
that scans across time
and untangles your life
leaving debris and grime
and a lie telling you
that you’re nothing, your none
that there’s nowhere to run
that the darkness has won
that the great wall of failure
has covered the sun
Yet a seed in some dung
is a garden to some,
and a small glimpse of light
from a friend who knows right
might be all that you need
to insight not impede
that release of a freedom
that frees you to lead on
that lift up your head.
and implores you to spread
out your wings
and not focus on things
that will leave you in dread
but instead,
will allow to tread through the treacle
to move to a sequel.
This might be a new chance,
you might leap you might dance,
A new frame
A new stance
A new you that is equal
to all that you face
that will free you to trace
out a new path,
a new dawn,
a new hope
a new way,
a new life,
a new start,
a new love,
a new day