Hope is made from –

the fading hatred in the back of one’s heart,

the slowing heartbeats of a man in main,

a rusty coin being tossed into a homeless man’s hat

and an owl dropping a scared rodent from it’s beak.

I found hope –

hiding away from mankind like a mouse in a hole,

in the second hit of a piercing sword,

in the chorus of a touching song,

inside of mother bird’s lost egg

and hidden in the cracks of the walls.

Hope has the power to –

Shatter the memories of a nightmare,

catch a shooting star before it hits the ground,

silence the hard rain only for you to sleep in peace,

save the pheasants that get knocked out of a tree

and sing a lullaby to an orphan.

If all hope was lost –

a dog would lose it’s cheer,

a wolf would get lost from it’s pack

and a pirate would walk the plank without a fight.