Original Work, Poetry

Wishful Thinking: A Eulogy

11/09/2016

Dear Friends,

We, the Shocked and Stunned, gather to mourn a death. The death of Hope – an entire generation’s. A promising child strangled before her prime, long before she reached her full potential. All in an effort to make great again that which questionably ever was. She was killed by the most absurd of weapons: an Orange Buffoon wielded by the blind and deaf. Mute Cowards were witness to the murder, and yet, did nothing to save her. Proving true that old adage once again. A hole has been left in our hearts that may never be healed. Nevertheless, we shall try to move forward. All while pretending our ship’s not sinking despite the cries of those overboard

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