Throwback Friday, What Will Happen Tomorrow, by Ivor Steven

Today I am presenting a poem that I originally wrote back in July 2018, about ‘Trump’s’ Texas refugee prisons/camps >> .. but this morning I altered the piece to be appropriately poignant, and represent my thoughts about this week’s sad tragedy in Texas …

What Will Happen Tomorrow

I eat, I drink, I sleep

I casually dream of yesterday’s

I shamefully wonder about tomorrow’s

I’m walking along my sunny street

I’m alive and free as a bird

But where do the children play tomorrow

Will the children wake-up without crying?

Will the children see sunlight today?

Will the children be with their parents tomorrow?

Why are the lawmakers sleeping?

Where is their conscience today?

What will happen to their voices tomorrow?

Ivor Steven (c) July 2018

G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I’ve been blogging for over 4 years, and writing poems for 20 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I’ve been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems. View all posts by ivor20 

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