hope is drunk <br />thrown to the curve. <br />the blood that runs thrue its veins, <br />is poisoned by sin. <br />the strengh is lost by lust. <br />the eyes are dull and confused, <br />the body is weakend and weightless, <br />soon to be turned to clay. <br />hope is no longer drunk.<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-is-drunk/
