Saviodsilva


Jason Douglas Pruitt
Poem

Tomorrow

What promise does tomorrw hold?
Romance is dead among the scholars.
Faith and mysticism are fables
in a world full of lights and gadgets.
What magic is left lies hidden.
Theories thought to be fact
held true only through circumstance.
Life is far from circumstantial,
but revels in the unexpected.
What promise does tomorrow hold?


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