O hope,
You are a poison,
A poison that makes one see
Deranged halusinations of a non-existent future.
What's even point of hoipng,
Against all odds,
Everything will be fine,
With his back against a wall
And face against a shooting squad,
Why will Nepolene ever emerge victorious ?

But that's the point,
Isn't it?
You are the force that makes it possible,
To move and take...