By what metric is one to measure hope, a dream of such value
that one is tempted to abandon all the responsibilities of reason
And cling like a child to stories of valor and honor
As if all men of power are just and strong
To trust the future into their hands
and ignore the whispers of doubt.

Is it a fool or visionary that gambles all to grasp such dreams
Trusting a weakness to be strong.
Making hope your fateful partner, when history speaks of betrayal and theft
Knowing that when the future at last emerges
One of them must fail.