SESTINA
Prompt - Sestina : Give a try to writing a sestina poem
I am a product of this Land
But understanding's Hard
What can tell you where to Look?
Does anyone really Know?
All I really want is Hope
Amidst the random Noise
I'll add my voice to all that Noise
In the debate across the Land
Can I give some added Hope?
But giving hope is Hard
When could you ever Know
If people take a Look?
It doesn't matter how I Look
What matters now is Noise
To say, to hear, to Know
Being cleared to sagely Land
On ground that shows up Hard
And resonates with Hope
How to unlock that Hope?
Where do the people Look?
When they try so Hard
To hear beyond the empty Noise
That blares across the Land
But why they do not Know
What is there now to Know
Except that we need Hope
Like catching sight of Land
From the crow's nest's clear eyed Look
Push beyond the ocean's Noise
The landing hits us Hard
The bed we've made is Hard
The life we've come to Know
We all must make our Noise
We all must marry Hope
We all must clearly Look
Upon the silence of the Land
It's always Hard to find real Hope
To Know where one should Look
With so much Noise across the Land
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