Until Tomorrow

In an increasingly competitive world It’s easy to stop: Go to the shop Buy a tea with a chocolate shortbread Bury your head. Starting out when everyone else did years ago Another wrinkle, another blemish Its easy to stop: I should be teaching Not studying Employing Not applying Well, for 15 years I paid my taxes Is that enough? She’s foreign and she’s got a job She applied from her country and came here and started work immediately She lost her job, got another in a week She changed her career, didn’t like it, changed back again and got a job Wet washing smelling from being too long in the machine, Cleaning the microwave plate, Picking up broken toy handcuffs from the floor, No time to clear the paraphernalia that comes through the door Odd socks strewn carelessly Dirty children’s underpants staring up at me Empty WOTSIT packets under the sofa The rush of London passes me by I sigh, Another day Of trying to be someone Trying to achieve something Trying to fulfil Losing the will Do it I will!!! I’m still Today I’ll wrap up And put away Until tomorrow