Forget about your future
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