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Hopeless poem
They say hope is good
- hope is the house
in which faith dwells,
faith that swears by god.
I say desire is the house
from which all seeds
called hope,
in mortal clusters sprout.
If desires are dead maggots
hopes the bad eggs,
faith is an empty cauldron
from where no steam rise.
Saranyan BV © October 2011
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Saranyan Bee
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