Boulevard of Hopelessness by Esther Opone

Don't worry, be happy
You said
Life happens, but hope must be kept
You told us
We listened, with dead eyes and half ears
Knowing we would never have it
No, not even a hint of the hope you preached
For to hope in hope itself only brings more pain

 
So we wallowed in our own brokenness
Got so engrossed in our pain
That we didn't notice the changes creep in
Until we saw ourselves, completely mirrored in you
 
But tell us now, sister
When did you lose the light in your eyes and the spring in your step?
When did your smile die and your lips tighten into thin pain lines?
When did life happen and steal from you?
Oh! Please tell us, kindred soul
When did you join us
on the boulevard of hopelessness?

Esther Opone was born in Ibadan, Nigeria. She is a Biomedical Laboratory Science student, Civic Engagement advocate and Blogger at www.thevalueadder.wordpress.com .
She's an ardent lover of books, good music, volunteering, conversations, learning and all forms of art and creativity.
She also loves trying new things and this is her first published poem.