Dear friends, if never comes tomorrow
As we wait, in anticipation, to see it’s face
Won’t our kisses of joy taste bland? Won’t hope
Faith and Optimism, always lose in every race?
Yes, we all need inducements to live,
And, “tomorrow” will always be the bait.
Otherwise, moving and moving in circles
Infinite, can that really be human fate?
We live because of the unknown.
Today I am rich, tomorrow I may borrow.
And if you take that very uncertainty away,
Maybe, we will all opt to die without tomorrow.
Arindom Borah
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-necessity-of-tomorrow/
