Hope in despair- the origins of Elpída
Hope in despair- the origins of Elpída
Beautiful and broken he was
Just like our world- beautiful and broken- it was
And maybe that’s why he mattered so much
Why his actions, though so simple, were so intricate
He mattered so much to those who had so little
To the misunderstood and anyone else in between
He protected those who couldn’t protect themselves
To those whom were shot and bloodied- he healed their wounds
To those whom were hungry- he fed
Because he knew
He understood
Elpída
that’s what they called him
But no one ever saw him
just a shadow of a man
Or what appeared to be a man
Black or white rich or poor
He protected them all the same
Like a mist, or the wind
You could feel him
You knew he was there
but there was no physical evidence
No proof
But he gave us hope
Because sometimes, facts can only go so far
sometimes hope is all we need
And sometimes, hope is all we have left