Bold

Bright

Loud

Broad

Proud

Egoistic

To lose a word

To not grasp it

Is work filled

To not have talk

To not whisper

Is to forget to say

To feel the loss of voice

Is to be imprisoned

Words are effect

Dialect and intellect

It wouldn't stop

But neither would this

Look at the branch

They made their way down

The tree and the earth began to shiver

The tree

In all it's miles and miles of height

Was sucked to the ground

Everything finally settled

A different path was carved through it

In there out there

But as they listen

They could hear

words on the tree

Hope is not real

Because I do not accept that

Fear is just a word

Fear

Is stronger than

Hope

Fear

Is able to mask

Hope

I am willing to let the fear overtake me

If

I cannot jump over the obstacles

I would be lying if I told you that

Our life will be easier with hope

Our fears

Will overcome

Our dauntlessness

Hope cannot spark a revolution

Because it is not true that

Hope is contagious

Fear is the stronger hand

Because I deny that

Hope is effective

Hope's embers will burn out unless we FLIP THE MIRROR.