Hopelessly Hopeful


She flies where the winds take her
Yet she is trapped in a four walled prison.
She feels the silken sunlight
Despite being embraced by darkness.
She can hear the triumphant cries of war
Though all she sees are broken bodies.
She knows that the battle will end.
Their victory is near yet just out of reach.
She will obey but never give in.
She will believe in heaven from the depths of hell.
She is the living, breathing paradox
That lodges in the minds of us all,
And makes us look forward to every sunrise
When we are too afraid to even think of tomorrow.

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