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Tomorrow is not another day
If tomorrow never comes
What would you do today
That you didn't do yesterday?
Would you talk to your neighbours?
Smile and say ‘hello' to passing strangers?
Give blood so someone will live and not die?
Cook something special like a plum and apple pie?
Say a prayer hoping someone would listen?
Clean the windows until they glisten?
My answer would be no - why?
If I knew life were to end and that was the world's fate
There would be no reason to either love or hate
Instead I would look at myself from within
And try to search feelings of those without sin
Leave my windows open to let the sun and air pass through
Look up at the sky and say ‘wonderful, it's beautiful'
Try not to worry that the end is nigh
So I've answered my question of ‘why'.
Why? Because we're all living the same dream
Pretending life is better - or so it would seem
Life is complicated without answer as to why we're here
Seldom do we wonder and even less shed a tear
For ‘life is for living' we frequently hear our friends say
Instead our lives are the same day after day
But to bring change and head in a different direction
May be is the only solution to our salvation
So, unless we see beyond the reaches of our mind
And break free from religious shackles that bind
We must, in order to save the world, sacrifice our triumphant stand
For if not, Mother Earth will turn into a deserted wasteland
Unable to calm the waters that threaten our shores
Along with earthquakes, hurricanes and storms galore.
Soothsayers may well cry ‘We're all doomed, the day has come'
As life has no real purpose, a product of light from our sun
Therefore we cannot change the fate which we have moulded
Which will cause apocalyptic events soon to be unfolded
Though everything we see and do is important - for me it's you.
Struck, it would seem, by cupid's arrow passing through.
So no matter what troubles may lie ahead
These powerful emotions are not just in my head
For they are ready to explode from somewhere within
And released from the heart in a manner not forgiving
To erupt in a bewilderment of colour
Before what's left is darkness and no other.
Slowly the world will turn to light and life reborn
That will embrace the slow rising of a new dawn
Appreciate and respect its presence here on earth
Try to understand and acknowledge the cycle of rebirth
For infinitesimally small a link are we in the long cosmic chain
Eternal as it may be, we are not. The End.
poem
by
JeanJacques Evendon
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