TOMORROW ISN’T MINE

Schools,hospitals and shops
That we had in plenty
Are hulled down
Into dark-sooty ashes
Though a voice urges that be hopeful
But I still question
Who will own tomorrow?

Tomorrow isn’t mine
For the granaries are down
Hit by great force
Of self-made nuclear weapon
And a voice urges that we be hopeful
But I still question
Who will own tomorrow

Here stands a ‘heavy’ mother
In the caves dug by missiles
Within her an innocent life suffer
Paying for the uncommitted ‘sins’
And we are urged to be hopeful
But I still question
Who will own tomorrow?

In a cave in the near far
A voice of grief calls for help
Is a young innocent child
Receiving the bitter portion
Of the inhuman nature
So I leave with my hand stretched
To reach and save a life
But I still question
Who will own tomorrow
When seeing another down is a mystery

@Sebby_The Poet
All rights reserved
~2016~

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