Hope Life is very complicated matter None of us can give any hope For we are all doomed Not even a comfort we can share Moreover of love We are a being of egoistic selfish And bring nothing but tears of suffering for others None of us ever could bring hope Because hope never a part of our to give But even we have hope The greed of our heart change it And leave hope out of the equation And this is our human legacy To be lost of hope And hold on onto gold and silver Who give no hope but else A mirage of desert