TOMORROW

COSMICNo matter what has happened to you or your life, no matter how many setbacks or failures you have experienced or how many mistakes have been made.  The power and promise of tomorrow is yours to seize.  Seize the day that is tomorrow and never give up!  This is what my award-winning poem here has to tell you.  Please read it and let it inspire you to do it!

Patrick The Poet

 

TOMORROW

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Let tomorrow call out–sweet and sublime!
And day bring forth its promise of reward!
Let the truth be heard–that now is the time:
To make peace from war and plowshare from sword!
(And achieve the dreams we should strive toward!)

The past is behind us, the past is gone,
But the future is our strongest belief!
Among all the stars ever wished upon,
Is one to purge us of vengeance and grief
(And steal us from hate like a martyred thief!)

A world divided…the world united:
In certain cause, and linked by common fate,
Has sworn…that all of us are invited
To share in the making of something great
(The choice is still ours–it’s never too late!)

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Let us be amazed and let us be awed
By all the good we have previously done.
But with new hope and by the grace of God,
Yearn to accomplish beyond earth and sun
What has never been done by anyone!

For vanquish prejudice, distrust and pain!
We shall not survive heartless or mindless!
What there is of grief and darkness and rain
And despair and poverty and blindness,
We shall overcome with human kindness!

So join in life–and forget about death.
But give to life all that is worth giving!
Let love be the last word upon your breath,
That before time should seem unforgiving,
Bury the dead and get on with living.

 

THE HUMAN HEART

DEATHLESS LOVEWhen you lose something as precious as love, and lose it forever in this life to something called death, it doesn’t have to destroy you nor ruin the rest of your days on this earth.  You can keep it and the memory of it inside your heart…like a treasure that even death can’t reach.   And you will find you can go on.

Patrick The Poet

 

THE HUMAN HEART

There at the bottom of the sea, inside my heart,
Lies a sunken treasure that cannot be exhumed.
For in two beds we sleep–together and apart:
Death inside a grave, and my life that is a tomb.

For the sea is a mighty force, I’ve heard it said.
To shred the human heart…like leaves from trees left bare.
Still, although the sea may never give up its dead,
The human heart can survive who gives up despair!

For the precious treasure can live bereft of strife
And can restore the life of every tomb-filled breath!
If your earnest soul can remain loyal throughout life,
Then will it be love lives on even after death.