Hope Abandons Compassion Poem by Stacy George

As we fulfill of our hope, compassion abandons us,
the mind is running and never looking back
as body responses in kind.
But the Heart, now the Heart is always looking back.
Never totally satisfied with the future and always longing
for the abomination of the past,
peering into an uncertain future.
If, when, or ever we stop running
our failure's will be ever present and our
accomplishments hanging on the edge.
As I wrestle with these disability they shall not be a
hindrance in the face of adversity,
Yet Only Will They Be The Hammer To My Forge.