All Hope Is Gone

All Hope Is Gone short poem

Photo by Hernan Piñera


All hope is gone from this world of ours,
We have nothing left to fight for.
All that’s left are the scars of a life,
That’s been lived on the edge hanging on.

We fought a war, not knowing what for;
For oil, for money, for them, for sport?

The darkness is here,
There is sun to shine upon us,
From up above us.
This is us, the dead sons.

Life drains out of me leaving a hollow shell.
This is my hell.
This is the cause of all my wars,
Against a world that is not mine to belong to; it is yours.
It is yours to ruin, or to save, or to send to its grave…

All hope is gone.
These are the judgment days.

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