LOOKING UP TO TOMORROW

 

I believe not in the vague pasts bleakly

But in the future so bright and lucid

I vouch not for things I see now

But that in times yet to be found

I vow never to dance to every singsong

But I would nimble my waist to the brightness of every new sun

I refrain myself from any unwholesome dealing

Neither shall I clap for any fake evangelism

Neither will my vote for an election rigger be cast

But being quiet and satisfied with a life of rectitude

I know I would make myself a good groom

For I dream not of an empty tomorrow

But a future borne out of today’s exuberant hopes