In the darkest hour, in the darkest night

In this world where wrong is right

In those flimsy houses of the poor

Where even the day doesn't seem bright

There was a smile, a ray of light

The boy dreamed, of becoming rich overnight

To have a mansion, and fly a Wakandan kite

To have so big a balance, that his budget needn't be tight

To live in such a state, where everything is alright

Look around him

You see that his state is grim

Mother crying, and father limped

Roof leaking, and the light's dimmed

Debtors calling, and his salary's trimmed

The house is searched, and the papers are skimmed

The father is gone, and the mother is still

As time goes by, they become more destitute

No one to help them, so they don't pay gratitude

The boy abandons God, and the mother thinks its attitude

The boy abandons love, and the mother thinks its fear of servitude

The boy abandons life, and he hopes to kill himself in solitude

But something in him rises

That makes him throw the knife away

What made him do that, wonder the one who despises

Him, his way of life and tiny hut of hay

"It is hope sir", he replies

To the debtor's lackey who espies

Him, each penny that he earns, he buys

Or actually takes away, that was just a lie

What hope do you have of? he asks

The boy tells of his desires unmasked

Why do you have such hope in this situation? he asks

It is the law of nature, to hope for what one does not have

He says, opening an empty cask

How can you have such hope? he again asks

It helps me live, he said, and that's all I asked.