Hope without faith,
Is much like doing charity work...
And being served pancakes,
Without butter or syrup.
What is a bowl of cereal without milk?
Is the eating of icecream with a fork beneficial?
To whom is a going through the motions,
That important?
To say to satisfy a need the best way one can,
Is to admit...
One will settle for anything just to claim something done.
But to prove what?
And to who or whom would wonder why?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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