the sacred sanctuary of sleep
is an alien concept to those
that exist on the thin line
between hope and despair

every person is handed a box at birth
in it lies Pandora’s curse
but also her blessing
that fragile thing called hope

hope is not easy to attain
but easier to loose
if the voices of doubt
lead a desperate soul, so to choose

we are all radios trying to tune-in
there are so many frequencies
but the best one is always hope
and I pray we all find it

(c) 2014 allen simpson

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