Beyond the Seas of Nevermore
There is a land that I am sure
There must exist, or who would morn
The Death of Hope Forevermore.

Beyond that Sea, as Hope grows dim,
A light transfixe'd soul within,
A vaccum fills the once full heart,
And in pours Hope to mend the Rot.

For vaccum brings its own self in,
And Hope once Dead is borne again.
So with Fresh Hope the soul does mend
And Pessimism flees ,
The End