false hope

false hope
none cope

loud cry
goodbye

all clear
not fair

no voice
rejoice

two words

two words
one hour
two birds
we cower

grey cloud
no time
head bowed
still crime

day turns
night's cold
soul burns
we're old

plain laws
same choice
old cause
rejoice

all days
wind down
some ways
we frown

at peace
no thought
wars cease
hope's caught

all sings
some prance
with wings
you'll dance

not a sonnet

one thought
one word
no bird
is caught
we bought
sweet curd
absurd
yet fraught
no man
is wise
and yet
we can
see ties
and ban