IFY ARINZE
Dreams we 've held in our hearts
promises left unfulfilled,
thev much hope of milk and honey
the endurance of today's pains.
And the day 'll break
the morning comes!
to change the changes
mend the broken hearted
melt the hard hearted.
Oh tomorrow!
songs of the hopeless
tongue of the speechless
things will be better
only if tomorrow comes.
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