Tomorrow
why not look around
and even about your world
surmise event that makes
your time worth a dime
and even worth the while
why not give thanks to God
that you're not on hospital bed
suffering from ailment of a sort
while your dears begs you to take
the praise is so worthy
at this time of the day
for the bread you take
that which others cant beget
oh! even the work
or that job to say
you so much detest
is your safe haven
which your friends and foes alike
envy with grin on the face
you're failing to use today
simply because you hope one day
or tomorrow will better up to get
yet you see loophole in the game
your tomorrow failed you today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem