What’s wrong with Hope

Poor health, wealth

Decaying relationships,

Stuck in the mud 

Of the societal mind.

Driven to hoping, 

Wishing

Praying 

Waiting.

Hoping for that brighter day

Bringing the better job,

The perfect mate 

The greater joy, the best life.

For the more vulnerable 

Addictions numb the pain,

The Isolation

Anger, resentments.

Hope, the ultimate excuse

For avoiding the only truth,

The present

The now.

We are so close, yet become so far 

From each breath,

Each whisper of love 

The unseen cradled embrace. 

Conditioned to see 

Only the picture of happiness

Made of material abundances,

Independence, successes and achievements 

The list goes on and on.

But the essence of you 

Remains hungry,

Starved.

The glitter dissolves, 

Even becomes sickening 

Lacking vibration 

And vitality.

Hope not for a better tomorrow,

Hope for today

The light to ignite 

Your flame, your fire,

The ultimate defense

To all that’s smothered 

And shattered your being.

Don’t lose this battle 

On this one, is built the war, 

The war of life. 

Be your own warrior, savior 

Sit not and hope.

Stand, run if you have to 

But done whither 

In hopeless hope.