Tomorrow Never Dies

Richard Chilango Jr.

The door swallows days

Yesterday is gone
It’s hangover – just some memory we cherish,
The door swallows days
With the ticking clock, days elapse
Today is gone (too)
But tomorrow survives
It lingers and breaths mixed emotions
It promises change. It is our hope
Should our expectations be in vain
We howl loudly as thunderclaps
I wonder if it’s the curse of a depressed optimist
For when grievances are rendered
Courage is whisked away
Yet, we hope and wait (still)
We are hopeful
That tomorrow may be our day.

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