Hope is a cruel word

a vicious taunt

That dangles its dainties just within sight

And mocks our grasping.

Hope is a Siren’s song

an ugly sneer

That sees our eyes closed tight to its taunting

And jangles louder.

Hope is a carrion bird

a cruel jest

That circles our heart’s beat, stealing its warmth

Then flies off cackling.

– C J Fort 2014