Tomorrow Poem by Daniel Ikechukwu

The Morrow's parcel-UnknownTo reap we wait but have sown

The heart that trembles is feeble

Demise of pain is unstable

Fortune may visit our way

Let's wait for the clums day.

Funny enough to be glad tonight

Perhaps let's confront the night

Imagining its dark gloom

With hope of things to boom

Striving ahead of yesterday

Minding not what they say.

The morrow has tarried

But tonight the fear is carried

Assuredly it must come

The victory is wholesome

But wolves must be kept at bay

Hence our fate before us lay.

©Daniels