Hope Poem by Ryan Brodesser

A new hope begins with a simple thought, a fresh ideal

Behind the mind it blooms, with a fresh new start

And so begins your journey, with a heart of steel

To make this new idea blossom inside your heart



I alike many take this lonesome cold and deserted line, those who shudder against cold

To find what I need, without stop or heed, to hope for the reality of what I hold dear

And many shall be the issues I shall face, and many obstacles that will unfold

But this will not stop me, my heart will guide me, faithfully to the goal I steer


I among the few who keep trying to find the source we need, and those who follow if we fall

And proudly I walk, past the shades of those who have given up hope and walk upon the well tread path

We are the few who when we reach the breach, jump without stop and climb the sharp, jagged wall

And those who may someday face the final foe, and fight against all who dare bar our enlightened path


We are the next in line, and we shall light the way, who shall guide us to a new and golden age

Ideals and poets, dreamers and lovers, all shall guide those up through the tall and rocky slope

And though we may fall, hopeless, helpless, blinded by despair and rage

There are those who can dream, and give us all reason for hope