hope

 

Hope sounds more exotic in Russian

but you prefer the Western ways

the sunshine and warmth of temperate days

and you see freedom in our flags

You don’t exactly stay hidden

but you know to be careful

for your ultimate mission

isn’t just for you or me

Yes, you swing between languages

and hang with those of many lands

One day may we be global citizens

for now, a netizen of silicon sands

You drench yourself in an online sea

Rather caught up in the internet

than the snares of henchman

out there rounding up the Freshmen

The characters of villains

Are rehearsing their roles

The audience is captive

Not seeing what they came for

it’s real horror-show

as the critics of this theater

are now critiquing heaven

and the light shines bright

on the void of any hero

Hope- a noun and a verb?

Are you enough?

Without a second and a third?

Your heart is many good places

Your thinking will yet develop

As you are what is boundless

A reaching out into the expanse

of all that we need

and haven’t had the chance

to manifest with hope alone

or alone, with hope

As we cast this net into an ocean deep

tighten and stretch the rope

we catch the ones we need to keep

for us to move as one

and pull the ragged dusty rug

out from under the ones who trample over

all beauty, truth, freedom, justice, and love