Beyond Help or Hope
happy is a moment,
riding a dust mote down the hall,
hunger is a truth
touch hits, hurt causes the fall.
when your young you take it
who can you trust?
you heal just in time
to avoid anger's thrust.
but your heart is torn,
far beyond help or hope
take the truth, try to change fate
or just sit, and cope.
© 2013 Tamera Dobbins