Abandon All Hope Poem by Martin Ward
Abandon All Hope
Abandon all hope
Abandon all hope
For the Muses are mute,
The books closed
And Heaven is shut.
Cast life adrift
All-consuming swell,
With open arms
approaching Hell.
The Reaper has come
And the grave is before,
I stand at the brink
With foot in the door.
The shadows have cast
Enveloping gloom:
Abandon hope.
Approaching doom.
I didn't think a 0-0 draw
Away to Fulham
Was that bad a result?
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