Create Your Tomorrow Today

Create Your Tomorrow Today As I lay lonely on my bed At the hour the night was most dead I gazed at the stars through the window Hoping to peep into my tomorrow The night sky, though not clear Came with a sense of cheer I formed patterns as I pleased, of trees, houses, cars From the speckles of a billion stars I slumbered with a deep sense of peace Without recourse to a timepiece I had drifted into a dreamful sleep Alarm-clock silenced – no beep. I gazed into my telescope Trying to read my horoscope Alas, the revelation! Tomorrow - an empty fixation! What fiction! Men claim the power of prediction For their faith in tellers of fortune Great men have been led to misfortune As the new day broke From being an astrologer, I woke Having nothing but hope That my path will always be lit, I’ll never grope Though I think he will become a hero He who can predict tomorrow The way out of this endless torture By your actions today, create your own future. Sept. 21, 2016 Contest entry for "Your best rhyming poem-2" by John Hamilton