Hope Monsters

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Once our little brother
No compass to steer him other
Down the wide road he crept

Us, near and far
Though taught all we are
The water was warm, so we slept

Now dare we shout
As brother calls us out
Fathers’ ideals off-track

Family, know our slumber
Purposed his opportune plunder
Are we willing to admit we’re coal black

How is this for Hope
We’ll reign-in brother’s rope
As he sees us brave cold truth

Like Some King

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What kind of kisses do you crave

I think I’ll ask, to catch you off-guard

To settle myself

And make your thoughts soar

From that dark desk

To somewhere you’d rather be

Once irritated, but glad now how you gave nod to my request

For this interview

Yet what has that to do, you’ll think, with paper or policy-making 

Nothing and everything, you know I know

As if I’ve read your thoughts

There’s no harm in breakfast before work