Hi Everyone. One day, i was given homework on what my philosophy is. Many have asked me but i couldn’t think of anything that wasn’t cliche.Two of my poems talk about time and how it goes.I think this one does too.In my opinion, many of us live in an illusion or rather, in an idyllic fantasy.My biology teacher once told me that tomorrow is an illusion.It made me start thinking.His reason was that when they tell us we are leaders of tomorrow and our present s much like yesterday,what tomorrow do we have.What leaders can we account for if the leaders that are leading today are a threat to our tomorrow.
Tomorrow is an illusion
For tomorrow is of a world different from today
We face anxieties hoping for tomorrow, awaiting for the next day
We pretend like its near
But it’s still coming
For in my world we are still infatuated with the present
We are intertwined within this stage of time
But as soon as we awaken,we might see tomorrow
I have no philosophy
But i was told we are closer and closer to death as we breathe
each second;that could be mine
Every day we awaken,
we are years far from birth
Tomorrow is an illusion.