He Promised Us The World Eternal Poem by Shaun Cronick

This poem has no note of hope,
It simply makes no sense at all.
He promised us the world eternal,
Our trusted poet's sad shortfall,

We hold our horses for just a moment,
Then slowly reread between the many lines.
All now see the great truth revealed,
A well hidden message and its candid signs.

Such a unique moral code for one and all,
So subliminally and brilliantly disguised.
Revealing a legend of true endless hope,
As we reread, enthralled and hypnotised.