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Champions of Hope

When we find ourselves walking in bright light
After many months or years in the dark

Our reaction is that we’ve become lost
Missing true signs of what’s actually found
From the shock of this light we forget hope

Mourning ourselves in the throes of despair

 

Yet, the truth is there’s no need to despair
We have been seeking just this very light
It’s the understanding for which we hope
Illumination from abysmal dark
Too often we don’t realize what we’ve found
Fearing the world we know is being lost

 

When not one single blessed thing is lost
And we are just indulging in despair
For great is the gain in what we have found
When we have worked so hard discov’ring light
To learn we’ve been addicted to the dark
Our only choices die or live in hope

 

Should we accept our fate and choose to hope
And own the fact that we’ve always been lost
Our eyes adjust, no longer need the dark
We see that there is no need to despair
We look with new found eyes and let this light
Shine brightly on all new things we have found

We’re shaken to the core by truths we’ve found
Yet, in them see bright rays of greater hope
Accepting, we still seek a brighter light
For with all this new knowledge we’re still lost
But not lost in the throes of bleak despair
Our eyes no longer see well in the dark

 

We come to understand that there’ll be dark
Wherever things which block the light are found
Such shadows will no longer cause despair
For we have learned to focus upon hope
That through our faith alone we’re never lost

We pay this price so we may live in light.

 

We're made of light and must avoid the dark
Accepting we’re lost so we may be found
Champions of hope victors o’er despair

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Author notes

Option 4 "All of the above" and then some.

When one is unknowingly addicted to darkness it is very difficult to see the light as a positive thing. So, the sad truth of seeking enlightenment is that it is a very disturbing business and only those who can build the faith to wisthstand the shocks to their system can continue to the end.

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  • toomysterious
    June 5, 2008

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    Re reading and counting in the light of day I see I was in error. Please accept my apologies. You have definitely encompassed all of the options and done it well with a positive spin.


  • kiwigirljacks gold member
    June 5, 2008

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    Very true! But.. what if someone is 'knowingly' addicted to the dark! And what if someone is so depressed that they just can't recognise the light even if they want too... sad, but sometimes true!

    Really like your thoughts here!

  • toomysterious
    June 4, 2008
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    The concepts of light and dark are good, and apparently you have good structure for a Sestina. I personally am not familiar enough with that form to judge. Despite the good aspects. This poem does not fit my contest as I requested between 10 and 40 lines and this does exceed. Thank you however, for entering and good luck.


    • PerVirtuous
      June 5, 2008
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      Ha ha ha. For your information a sestina is 39 lines. Last I knew that was less than 40.


  • Ithica silver member
    June 4, 2008

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    This modern world tricks us into the darkness by lighting it up artificially... Non-natural lighting has leeched the positive effects of sunlight on our inner and outer being... Hence we are becoming a S.A.D. lot... needing more that just spiritual enlightenment... But I doubt anyone actually sees the inherent harm of this 24 hour world...

    • PerVirtuous
      June 4, 2008
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      A mighty thankee, girl! I was going for metaphor here, but the truth of the physical world is there, too. Good call.


  • echo-ink
    June 4, 2008

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    What is truth?

    I hope you know how much this touched my heart, as we have had a few back and forth discussions, touched, especially by stanza 5, it made me cry and cry. beautiful way to touch the heart, not to mention that Amera thought you met the criteria wonderfully. I will now tell you why I am so (weird) as far as religion goes, and am very careful about what I believe. I was a Jehovah's Witness for many years. I'm not anymore, It really does matter what one believes. You helped me with this poem, and you didn't even know. Thank you, my new friend. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go blow my nose and wipe the snot off my hands. lovely write!

    • PerVirtuous
      June 4, 2008
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      There is no better critique than one involving masses of bodily fluids. Thank you. You have been most kind. I can't wait until you read my erotica...


      NO HE DIDN'T!

      Yes, he did!

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