Someone says

Forget about your future

I say

Tell me to forget my future, compel me to quit

The future I imagine gives me an immortal hope

And my future thought connects me to  possibilities

So, I’ll always visit this glorious place in my trance

Bereft of this connection, you know I’d be futile

But someone says

To dream is fair, but in chasing the wind, efforts are lost

Without this moment, your future is a blunt scrap

Future is what you lose when you dream and fret

All you’ve got is now – do all you can in this minute.

Here lies your chance, to seize an amazing future.

© Florence Ezekador