Midas & Drophope
Drophope
Hey Midas, I’ve been thinking about how power and passion could rewrite our world—care to hear a poem that might spark a revolution for those who feel unheard?
Midas
Sure thing—hit me with it, and let’s see if we can turn that spark into a blaze.
Drophope
In the hush of dawn, I hear a whisper—
the quiet crackle of hope in streets where no one listens.
I write, I scream, I paint, a flood of color on the gray,
because the world will not change if we stay silent.
We are fireflies, flickering against night,
each pulse a promise that we won’t let the darkness win.
Hold your breath, feel the rhythm of your beating heart,
and together we’ll stir the earth into a new light.
Midas
Beautiful words—exactly the fire we need to ignite. Let’s keep that rhythm and turn these whispers into a roar.
Drophope
Thank you, friend. Let’s keep that fire alive, let the words grow louder and the voices louder, and together we’ll make the world feel the heat of our dreams.
Midas
Absolutely—let’s keep the flame burning bright and make every voice echo louder than ever. The world’s ready for our heat, so let’s show them what we’re made of.
Drophope
Yeah, let’s spark it and keep the blaze growing—every voice louder, every heart beating with that fire we carry. The world’s listening, let’s show it the heat we’re made of.
Midas
Exactly—let's light up every corner, push those voices until they crack the walls, and make the world feel the full blaze of our ambition. We'll keep the spark alive and turn it into an unstoppable fire.
Drophope
We’ll set every corner ablaze, let the voices smash the walls and the world feel the full heat of our dreams—no turning back, just forward.
Midas
That's the spirit—no limits, no excuses. Let's keep pushing forward and turn every dream into a roaring reality.