Hopeless

The blazing echo of darkness as it hovers its deception over welcoming eyes….
is it easiest to speak of morning than to actually believe that it exists?
are we walking contradictions….
do we fill our hearts with hope and yet…are we hopeless?

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Yecheilyah

Writing to restore Black historical truth through fiction, nonfiction, and poetry.

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