Hope walks in darkened tunnels
Where fools and dreamers reside

Expectations try to follow
But they can’t match her stride

She journeys the path unseen
Without a flicker of doubt

Sometimes her steps a whisper
Sometimes her voice a shout

The fool, her dearest companion
The dreamer, her lover true

The skeptic and realist not welcome
Some places they won’t walk through

If you choose to enter the darkness
With Hope keep blind company

The future may yet reward you,
But the truth is, we cannot see.