Tomorrow has to pay
For the pain I feel today
Reeling from the torment of yesterday
A place where duplicity pays
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a sad poem of a living each new day which is forever in debt? ............well written
If you see me at noon tomorrow break bounds It is for the leanness of pale yesterday Crafty, corpulent and callous like our chiefs It is for the debt of today's meagreness... ofcourse it is. Beautifully and touchingly inscribed. Nice presentation. Thanks for sharing.