Reality sometimes looks too real to be desirable
As clouds dance with darkness before the sun 
A macabre dance that stirs rock and rubble
On every path before eyes that once had fun 

The hairs of  your neck crane to whisper to you
About chills felt before great battles, great losses;
Shoulders dropped, longing to be hugged anew
As when you scraped your knees while having fun 

The whisper like wind dying on distant beaches
Lifts no spirit, but instead freezes passions 
Till all is bland amidst the dreary dying fishes
On closed shores where once the tourists had fun

Every path is macabre, so only darkness is desirable
And new life which normally paints in smiles
Must be called anything: clump, parasite, not viable, 
Unconscious, killer of wallets, pathway to lost fun

Anything to soften the blow of making it all end 
For in an instant fun became burden, and leisure
Became a burden of 2 lines on a stick upending
Your life. Yes anything to take you back to fun

But does calling a lion a goat rob off its mane?
Or does calling a leaf a book  rub off its  green? 
Or does seeking a way back out of the rain 
Mean scarring your mind in a quest for fun?

Fear is a horrible counselor when emotions flare
Like alcohol flames upon an aching heart.
Fear will choose death when money gets rare
Fear will choose pain just because the path's not fun

Fear will have you sell your all, over a mere tear 
But hope is nothing like that impostor 
Fear will take your heart to dash upon the stairs
But hope it heals your mind bereft of fun

Fear will say you're too young to be great
Hope says pick up that cross, yes you can 
Fear will brim your heart with fermented hate
Hope warms up the pain on a path to fun 

Fear says shame will mark you all your life
Hope says "mum", and loves you in tears and smiles
Hope lays flowers on the right path, plays the fife
As you walk forward smiling, fear nearly gone

Fear says maybe not, do what the politician says
Hope says life will love you in thick and everything 
Hope calls you to take that little step that sways 
Your life right again,  and that of that little human being

Fear leaves. Hope takes over, the clouds can't cover
The rays sipping through leaves to light up your path
Shoulder raised, not a smile yet for it's not yet over 
But you're  building steps up to a heart in a hearth 

Warmed by picking hope over lies and fear intended
To lose you. Reality looks different when you turn
Your eyes beyond expedience to love as it burns 
Bright. Light. Fun. Love. New life. New hope. New deeds
With a little life you watch grow. You love into glow. 
And it watches in wonder as you grow into all it knows.

(c) nyonglema