Emotional,
at least I thought you were.
Both of us
never in doubt.
Hopeful,
without benefit of anything
that told us so;
we went on faith.
Now it seems
as if we were wrong,
in oh, so many ways.
Learning the hard way,
that hope
is not a prayer.
Maybe we were idle
when we should have been
out there every day,
but like hope,
regret is ineffectual.
Now,
before it breaks,
before we hate,
it’s time to complete the circle.
This can be saved,
not by wishing,
but by pure intention.
You’ve got to be willing
to grapple with God,
out box the Devil,
if you want to go on.
There’s no trophies
for participation,
only blood and fire.
Come now,
you didn’t think
all this easy shit
would go on forever?
Even if it did,
do you think that it’s
good for you?
Everyone fails.
Everyone pays.
Everyone fades away,
but only for a moment,
we can climb up
until the angels surround us.
There is so much more.
So,
piece,
by piece;
let’s put it all
together.
Pick it up
piece,
by piece;
let’s put our house
in order.
Piece,
by piece,
we’ll build it.
Piece,
by piece,
we’ll live it
and we’ll do it
together.
There’s no need for hope,
we are our own best answer.
HG – 2018
