TOMORROW
A SEQUEL TO YESTERDAY BY OLUWAKAYODE TAIWO
Tomorrow is a dreary sky ,
darkened the rays of my forthcoming sun,
The altitude, form and thickness of the clouds,
become factors affecting the cooling of my Earth.
Tomorrow is a twisted roadmap,
Full of faint track, nocuous path, and a tricky trail,
It sometimes thrills or scares my paces,
It's a route of rough road and rugged transit.
Tomorrow is an elusive phantasm,
Presents to my eyes, my mild mind, and my saint soul,
A future of fortuitous events or imaginative fortunes,
Dreams of wishful thinking or life of desperate changes.
Tomorrow is a rainbow of possibilities,
Presents to my eyes, my mild mind, and my saint soul,
A sensory overload of beautiful colors,
Passionate love or danger-bearing emotions,
Days of joy or overwhelming periods of sorrow,
Years of success, or deadly durations of failure.
Tomorrow is an unseen paradise,
Presents to my eyes, my mild mind, and my saint soul,
A home full of bliss, peace and delight,
A room teeming with different fruits, drinks and merry meals,
Where the plight of my street life would become a thing of the past,
Where I would sit and tell the world how yesterday was spent in dysphoria.
© Clerick Omo Alfa
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