Random (II)

Vicissitudes

Today is the tomorrow i prayed about,
Disturbing God and neighbours
With loud pleas
Shaking the pillars of heaven
With massive demands
Insisting my God is a big God
Who does only big things.

That tomorrow is here now
Just trekked in lazily
Like she was heavily pregnant
With all other bones misaligned
Barely able to do the delivery
Of my intending goods.

The life we seek
Is often a bit short
Of all the gadgets
We attach to it.

Love wakes you up
In the morning.

Bose