Why aren’t we scared if tomorrow isn’t promised?
Why do we show hate more than we show love, if
Tomorrow isn’t promised?
Why do we work or educate our selves, if tomorrow
Isn’t promised?
How could we have a future if tomorrow isn’t promised?
In contrast, why have I lived many tomorrows, if tomorrow isn’t promised?
Anna Fawaz
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tomorrow-isn-t-promised/
