Ropes Of Hope Poem by John Sensele

Human nature though sutured by vultures
Cheers dears and peers at clear beers
Without anchors of rancour to carve futures
Where creatures of literature nurture no fears.

Human nature though flawed by blows
From the start can't part with ropes of hopes
Without inciting sites of dereliction and conflicts in rows
Where street people can no longer greet or meet popes.

Human nature commands curiosities of insecurity
Through interactions with a motley of intentions in a bottle
Which contradict one another in terms of maturity
Where clarity and celerity vie for pies of celebrity in total.

Human nature bundles blunders and brands of standards
All at once thereby embracing races to contradictions
By virtue of rituals in a retinue of bards and cards
Where horrors and rumors steal hope and on slopes deal death blows to supplications.