If tomorrow comes,
Our sorry situation will improve;
We will have a new lease
Of bearable existence.
Unless tomorrow comes
We will remain poor,
Sorrowing the livelong day,
Unable to smile deep.
Although tomorrow comes
We quake;
What if it comes
Without the needed remedy?
Should tomorrow come empty-handed
We would rue;
We already recall that today
Was yesterday's tomorrow.
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