Midnight Hope

It’s late

Late at night and late in life.

There has been some success

But not what you imagined

No triumph

No conquering

No hero’s welcomes.


They may think they’ve won

That my day is over.


Who would ever have believed

that on this very day

at this very moment

I cold conceive a poem

that would grab men by their throats

and have women in tears

and be bold and fearless enough to write it down

(after all, what’s to lose?)

and publish it to the whole world

Just by pushing one more key.


Copyright 2015

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