Tomorrow

December 19, 2008
By artofthedeath PLATINUM, Dothan, Alabama
artofthedeath PLATINUM, Dothan, Alabama
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Forever wound up in today
My breath comes slowly, haughtily.
I thought about the intertwined world of beings.
Breathing, necessary.
In my angst I shed a tear,
For sorrow is all that I can spare
In this cruel world where I was brought
An age to decide, what’s mine, what’s not.
Tomorrow is so far away.
And yet, tomorrow is only a day away.
Life is reconciled.
It renews and goes away.
In my heart, thrashing and yearning…
I look in haste at this gentle storming.
A world of fire, attacking the justice.
What’s mine, what’s not?
And so I take up that staff that was left for me,
By the man who gave me everything.
The world will await me in the day to come.
To guide it to a place of sun.
And perhaps the pasture where I will rest,
Will always be close to the tomorrow at hand.


The author's comments:
I believe it is my duty as a young teen and author to do many things in life. I believe that we are all called to our purpose, "to make the world a better place." I believe mine is to help guide the human race, help protect them, influence them into doing the right thing. I believe my purpose is to help. That's all I want to do.
I chose a rose for my picture. Not just because it's prettyeither, but for such a different reason. Their smell represents sanctity, good works. It represents something beautifully spiritual. Roses are a perfect analogy to life. Just think about it.

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on Jan. 24 2009 at 10:17 pm
You wrote this really well. I think this is your strongest poem, at least from what I've read. It has your voice, it portrays your message effectively. It was beautiful. The roses signify something very deep and meaningful, I get what you mean. It so fits. Very nice job. :]


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