Tomorrow Belongs To Me Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

TOMORROW BELONGS TO ME

Tomorrow I shall have children
Who shall be answerable to me,
They shall cover my grave when
Am gone to meet my ancestors.
That is the dream of marriage life.

Tomorrow I shall sit with the elders
At the village square and eat kola nut
With them, that is the culture of our land.
Then they will teach me the tradition of
Our people without hesitation and fear.

Tomorrow I shall see the morning
Rose gallantly at the first cock crow,
The air shall refreshes my soul and
I shall see the chirping of the birds
Like an enviable choirs in the mass.

Tomorrow I shall set my eyes on the hills
And make my praises ready at noon of the day,
See the shyness of the nature as the dew peeps
Its beauty through her mother's back.
My eyes shall drink a lot of breathe to
Refreshes him of the set time of love.

Tomorrow I shall see mystery expresses itself
Beauty unharnessed, leap into nothingness
Whisper heard in stillness of the ears,
Love sighted in the fullness of the day
Without fear of the unknown.

Tomorrow I shall have a dream
That will conquer the world,
In my eyes shall the world looks in the world.
The rain of holiness drive the peace that manifest
With the soul of the beautiful world.

Tomorrow belongs to me,
Yesterday is gone with its trouble and pains
Waiting here I beam my love to silent
Frustration that may leap into my eyes.
Tomorrow belongs to my heart and
Much is see through the moon that shines with love.