IF MY TOMORROW NEVER COMES

If my tomorrow never comes

And my end’s vehicle lands

Will I, like a legless eagle with broken wings, soldier across

To my ancestral land with a smile

Or throw tantrums and be dragged there like a prisoner?

If my tomorrow never comes

What will I be on tongues of others?

A chewing gum whose sweetness would be sucked in few seconds

And spat out after I reach earth’s mouth?

Or bile, which would for sometime stay

In tongues of some unfortunates?

III

If my tomorrow never comes

Would a kind heart take my crippled chick

And hen it despite its current hopelessness

Would it be fed like it needs to?

Given warmth as it needs to?

Tended to as it always needs to

Even when hungry hawks chase?

If my tomorrow never comes

Whose intestines would thunder in pain?

Whose eyes would swim in a bloody sea?

Whose mind would be stirred by a ladle of sadness?

Mouth would call for an explanation train from the quarters of God?

If my tomorrow never comes

I wonder the teeth that would open its shop of happiness

The spirits that would pick up my soul in gladness

My deeds that would sum up my fate in the court of death

Above all the hearts that would break into million pieces

9 replies on “IF MY TOMORROW NEVER COMES”

Great poem

Thank you. 😆😆😆

…legless eagle… soldier across

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gosh – such depth – and such content – also like the alliteration at various parts:
Will I, like a legless eagle with broken wings, soldier across
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Thanks Prior. Blessings.

so glad your post came in – need to read it again –
cos so many do take tomorrow for granted

True. We all do sometimes. There’s something about life that blinds.

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