Finding Hope

We dream of flight far, far away from here A turbulent future distantly close Something incomparable to sucrose Back and forth we whisper “stay strong my dear” Imagining triumph in the mirror Hope swirling round creates an overdose Impatiently we plan the race and pose Seeking fulfillment soon we crash, no gear Bound by the promises of “one day soon” We find little solace left to capture In small outbreaks we see light like the moon Freedom withheld, darkness comes back stronger We must remember the someday and swoon For our light still grows on the back burner