In Becoming. Poem by Caleb Adebimpe

Hope is such a beautiful thing,
So intangible and coarse,
So brutality honest that it contains an inept dishonesty,
And a very hue of different perspective.

I hope that on the days that the nucleus of
Our existence collapse,
And the days that all we can cling to
Is not more than a sensation of belief;
When everything of substance fades, cripples or
Potentially becomes fossilized,
May this unsubstantiated substance become a pivot.

Let false hopes transcend
And become to us a better home.