Hope must surely come from the imagination.
A place where a battle between good and evil takes place,
Where mighty swords cross our dark souls

And the angels talk to our better self.

In a place where reality battles dreams.
Eventually this hope shows its true face,
As a figment of an ephemeral destination.
One impossible to reach,

Leaving this hope crushed,

Impossible to put back together.

Carrying its positive connotation,
It fools us into believing we are doing the right thing.
In fact the good is the strength and within
We must find the courage to battle our inner child,
Wishing to scream for yet more hope.


Mohammed Massoud Morsi 01/03/2017