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The Irony in Having the Name “Hope” H.C.   My name is Hope and I may be white But that does not mean that I am blind To the violence To the discrimination
Life simply goes on But sometimes, people do not And fail to look into the future Not uncommon or unheard of.   We are all afraid To look into our own selves And tell us what our true purpose is
What a world we live in Where beauty is confused with worth Painted masks perceive perfection Without uttering a single syllable.   What a world we live in Where anger burns and scars the heart
Humans are unreliable companions. You cannot judge what they will do. People venture on journeys to complete their own agendas. Selfless acts still
The bleakness you are forced to face,
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