Forever In A Day Poem by MaliQ Honesty Quallaz Nyasha

From a distance I look at tomorrow and I see the promise of a better day.
The more tomorrow draws in, the more the promises of a better tomorrow seem fictional.
I ask myself a question but the answers are conflicting,
Is God to blame for all our suffering or Are we as humans to blame?

I look at the stars from an angle of oblivion, the hope of a love so rare dwindle by each passing second.
What am I to do sounds like a selfish question with What are we to do sounding more like a trying to share my pain with the world question.
A day filled with trials completes what it feels like living forever in a day.

He said and she said, their love was that of a promise from the Almighty,
Only if She knew and He knew that she was the devil in a red velvet dress and He was the lost Angel in possession of a stolen identity.