Living hell escaped with vroom,
until the wheels stopped spinning 'round.
Dodged that bullet, a year too young for Vietnam.
Lived homeless to stop from growing that extra 4,
stop the shot-maker from throwing down,
down, down to the ground, nothing to be found.
Instead of Princeton, Columbia, 2 years minimum wage,
soul ripe for rage, but none could ground,
studies, between heaven, Earth, lost became find,
life's eternal river, Dharma's wheel run.
Spun though, life's circle's stymied spin done,
not a sip of backslider's wine.
Much like the words God, love, etc., hope is bally-hooed so much, yet, if we study it it’s simplicity of life in motion itself. Does a toddler not have, or have hope? No, they simply do their best, one foot following the other; especially with caring through to loving parent or rents. If we choose to make believe we know instead of discerning we have to study anew, begin again, what is that; certainly not hope- no? In our technocracies sociological programming of us to replace our humanity with exigency, etc., being the norm, we forget each word is a path of study; which serves to evolve us- off by a millimeter, soon off by a mile. Of course ‘departmentalization’ of life, out of us, etc., as well as all other machinations of convolutionaries, etc.. I know I say it a lot, yet, still, the intellect can't lead, for the life doesn't follow. When we choose the life must follow our intellect's it's to our life's disadvantage, and, of course our intellect's as well. "...We(e),...", succeeded to do our best last moment, latest hour and day, that's experiential knowledge that we'll do it again in the next moment, hour, day; call it hope or whatever, yet, it's experience- of the life, not the intellect. We forget the elements, ‘let a smile be your ambassador’, etc.; luckily trees don’t forget how to be trees, and the importance of that to the world- or, we’d all already be dead from lack of oxygen, etc.. Thanx for all you All do, have a great day :) reality