revamp.

Take hope off the market, they say, try selling something legit
That will not disappoint, break down, let down or quit.
For that hope is pre-shrunken, pre-washed, out of style, out of date.
It was created too long ago, then marketed too late.
Sell something with a little more guarantee,
Give me materialism, sell me something I can see.
Stop wasting my time with falsehood and pretense,
You can try things I need, like reasonable doubt and common sense,
Or coffee and trash cans, proven and practical,
Things that are useful, keeping this hardening heart from becoming too gentle.
Keep me out of the deals, details are a bore,
Instant gratification is what I am aiming for.
That hope has no fulfillment I can foresee,
At least not nearly soon enough for my need,
And its clearly not marketable, it has no true value,
So hear me in this advice, my recommendation on what to do:
Sell out to a sucker, someone naïve,
Let them do all the work, give them something to believe.
While it lasts and it holds, keeping for that short time only,
Let them trust it’s a deal while you make away with the money.
The buyers will soon minimize as hope fades with one rinse,
And the owners, those suckers, will replace hope with that previously suggested common sense.
For their trade will soon linger to self-preservation,
And they will sell false hope without reservation.
And the blatant distinction between hope one and hope two
Will fade and blend together until it’s nothing new.
For counterfeit faith will seem almost worth buying.
There’s so little to grasp hold of, anything seems worth trying.
Finally those suckers, those peddlers, naïve and knowledgeable alike,
Look for anything resembling the once sold hope with no spike,
No additives, no fillers, no batteries needed.
The public are crying for it, the nations have pleaded,
For the unmarketable product, described intangible at best,
Lest we be lost in the ideas that selfish desire and false promise have pressed.
And we dig through the trash cans, the dumpsters, the land fills,
Searching archives, records, and microfilm reels.



[I don’t know how to end it...]