I entered a lobby, bright sparkles abound
And asked the attendant where hope could be found
'Not here' he said and pointed to a door
'Those stairs will take you to where hope was before'
So up to the first floor, and I asked a maid
If hope in which room hope had stayed
'Hope wasn't here, maybe another floor?'
Up and up I went, and searched more and more
On to the tenth, the hundredth, and going
My fervor and zeal with no signs of slowing
Yet though I sought in every room under every table
I could not find hope in the Hotel of Babel
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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