No Hope's Lost

engraved in stone, yet easily amended,
laid a story which foretold a destiny,
of many souls, yet the creator had planned out the bests and worsts,
and made a strong compassionate decisive,
to concur, nonetheless, were at true disposition,
and to regain their sanctity, he put them to a test....

for their own fates would be judged by themselves under the influence of what he had written, he hinted through symbolistic values, and morales,
but the souls were too blind, not by light, but by darkness itself,
he gave them light, but they wandered away, the cower in the corners of the room as he reaches out a hand, yet they move away, simply in distress.

yet the creator never lost heart, and kept at his work,
the souls grew old and began to wither,
his fears had come true and he began to quiver,
as he had once said himself, and to his own shock he found,
a quote that even to him, it would astound.
"you can lead a horse to water, but you cannot make it drink"
and he simply smirked and said, no hopes lost, even when your dead.