May I Borrow Your Tomorrow Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

the clouds are gathering
with their hazardous load
and their frightful temper
threatening to erupt
into a malicious all out war
with apocalyptic consequences

the tremor in my heart
with its richter scale high reading
threatens to blow my head off
and seal the fate of my today
with the kiss of death

may I borrow your tomorrow
and escape the hounds that follow me
with their ferocious teeth
and their menacing red eyes
ever ready to reap my heart out
and steal my tomorrow

surely i'll return your tomorrow
with interest on top
and a bag of blessings
to sustain your days
and keep you protected
for the rest of your life