The Man of Hope

The Man of Hope
Is the Hope of the Men
His tireless Face
His Heart at the Zen

He walks with Pride
He makes all Shine
He breaks the rules
He rules cloud nine

As old as antique
As young as a new day
His spectacles fail to hide
The power his eyes give away

After all the work
When he says full stop
It isn’t just him
Blood of hope just clots

Now we will be back
Now we will all be senile
The young ancient man was
putting Practicality on denial!

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