In the envelope of darkness,
Does the star hope to shine.
In the hope of wealth,
Are the diamonds mined.
In the hope of perfection,
Does he try to fit-
In the hope of one hand,
Is the one that hits.
In the hope of life,
Does he forget death;
Until it knocks at the gate.
In the hope of a drop of water,
Does he search an ocean!
In the hope for the best,
He blurs the rest.
Hope -is a word fella, that is not.
Hope is of the mind,
A deceptive knot.