Unease Tomorrow Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

UNEASE TOMORROW

We peep at tomorrow from the little hole in the house,
Tears elude us as we panic in fear of the class segregation in the classification of things tomorrow.
We understand the seriousness of hardlife,
We hold our temper like the cloud holds it ceaseless
Rain drops and do let it fall even when the weather says so.
We know what we shall face tomorrow, competition, survival of the fittest, terrorism, corruption and hardship between the Rich and the poor, the weak and the strong.
We fear the tomorrow that is yet to come,
Because we know what it harbour.