Someday, worried one
You’ll find the light
Someday, wretched one
You’ll be on the other side
Through the swampy marsh
Over the land mines
Past the naysayers
Beyond any obstacle
Someday, somehow
You’ll rejoice, where the light resides
chance
ANEW
From what was a hushed night
We have now, morning
The silence remnants,
Still enveloping creek and corner
Soon it will have competition
When with sunrise, comes the bustle
And with the bustle, comes the hustle
The hustle, bringing forth a new chapter
The living are readying
To attack the day
Such zeal, such motivation
Pot scoops of such, invaluable
A brand new day
For the lonesome, the nurturers
For the caretakers, the peacemakers
Even more brilliant of a day, for a dreamer
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow never comes
Ideas and plans I had in my head,
I’ll do this I’ll do that, that’s what I said
So I waited and waited for tomorrow,
Sadly my tomorrow became a yesterday
And my plans and tactics took on a gray shade
They were history, belonging to the past, never assembled
Just because I relied on tomorrow.
You don’t know what tomorrow holds
Why not grab every opportunity you get, it’s okay to take the less travelled road
Tell that someone you love him or her because tomorrow might act out otherwise,
One thing tomorrow can’t do is to control you today
Act now and roll the dice come what may,
But don’t depend on tomorrow when you already have today.
