Never Be Anxious To See Tomorrow

NEVER BE ANXIOUS TO SEE TOMORROW Now the candle must hold the candle stick And the crescent moon cries out at noon When shall the sun visit its end And leave the earth a battered friend The hen sleeps early and early rise But has never been healthy,wealthy or wise Men use their tongue to count their teeth And find in their members some hanging meat For in the dark end with murmuring wind The vultures sing with voices so kind Cascading from the nner man A powerless force to promote a spam After every twilight comes no dawn For dusk is repeated in every town Never be anxious to see tomorrow Aye! it brings no life the dead can borrow Today is the tomorrow yesterday craved For tomorrow remains unseen until man's grave. By: Adams .O. Elizabeth Lizdiamond World of poetry