Will I have a chance to see tomorrows sun?
Will the sun set on my hopes for the next
Will my dreams disappear in the time I take to reflect?
How much longer to go til it comes
Til the day leaves the night in the past
and my visions become first instead of last
I’m stepping into the forefront of fame
created in my head by the victory I claim
stumbling on the block of wishful thinking
combating the world’s sorrow with faith’s armor
Living each day like
Today is my tomorrow….