Unearned Hope

Why speak of earning
When love has no exchange rate
And hope is in love?

I know the feeling
A sudden need to repay
But lacking the coin

So pay what we can
Gifts of overflowing (song/words/joy/love)
Show trees well planted

A chip and a chair
Without these I am nothing
Now an honored guest

I repay honor
And over abundant hope
With each their own kind

Mercy duplicates
All sin fears the day it does
Its stage so fragile

Hope is infectious
As a concept virulent
Drawn straight from nothing

Threaded into all
Everything, tailor alike
Will soon be brimming

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