Hope

They have suffered  the indignity of
rejection, the disappointment of neglect
the disbelief that they are held less worthy
mere human detritus in the face of a
world where vast multitudes of humanity
live indigent, marginalized lives of want
while desperately attempting to shield
themselves from violence. Perhaps it is
less surprising that they manage somehow
while others around them perish to still
hold fast to a belief in guardian angels
that await the opportunity to come to their
rescue when the time is right. It is that
hope that sustains them, that maintains
their innocence of the reality that perhaps
no one really cares and they will be left
unloved, unthought of, discarded and
bereft of any future. Still they hope and
they believe that someone will care and
their lot will be magically transformed
so those who violate their humanity will
be brought to justice, and they, so long
suffering, persecuted and forgotten will
be redeemed, a new future awaiting them.
It costs nothing, after all, to dream and to
prospect in those dreams, of salvation.