dare to hope
we shouldn’t be at all surprised
when vile wolves disguised as sheep
prowl the darkness while we sleep
crooning dissonant lullabies
that fill our foolish ears with lies
we shouldn’t be surprised at all
when silly sheep refuse to call
these wolves the monsters that they are,
to send them packing…au revoir!
it won’t be long until they fall
dread of the future
is fading away in waves
dare to hope again
For Ronovan Writes, a combined response to the Décima Poetry Challenge, Prompt Word: SLEEP – B-Line Rhyme and the Haiku Poetry Challenge, Prompt Words: EBB (fading away) & FLOW (waves).