The Glory Of Tomorrow Poem by Tony Adah
The Glory Of Tomorrow
He thinks well thinks tomorrow
Upon which the travail and anguish
Of others hinge
The cross he bears
And the crown of thorns he wears
Are his glory of tomorrow.
He thinks of reaping
Than he thinks of sowing
His thought glide in mortal wings
The glory of a mortal man
Is the sacrifice fr the fruits f tomorrow
Peace and not war
And a mortal man can become an immortal man.
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6/2/2024 1:40:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Truly, the cross we bear and thorns we wear are the glory of tomorrow. Loved reading the poem and added to my poem list