Future

In deep thought, I spoke to myself
I thought, I heard my heart beat
I could feel the energy, it slowly took over my
being.
It gushed out of my veins
with wrath till i felt the pain

I knew the pain would not last
i took the pen very fast
this was the result
a script of my past with
hope it won't make it to my FUTURE

HOPE

The heavens have opened
It was a sign that he heard
No sign of them closing
Fountain full of promise
No skirmish that may result to demise

The business man just wiped his tear
The farmer knows that harvest is near
The activist believes there is no fear
No. Not this time

Heaven traded places.