Death by Light
When all else falls dark
only a small flame is needed
for the eye to see
that hope is perhaps
the most dangerous vice
held on to by the human heart
When all else falls dark
only a small flame is needed
for the eye to see
that hope is perhaps
the most dangerous vice
held on to by the human heart
Perhaps.
Like any vice, it can be okay in careful moderation, but hope becomes destructive if one doesn’t stay grounded in reality. I like this poem. It’s a very good, important observation.
Agree with Philip. Hope not grounded in reality is destructive. This poem opens a discussion.
You deliver this observation with such authority. There’s a lot of power here.