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….