#WritcoPoemChallenge
The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way, won't you be host, when Joy and contentment ask for a place to stay, As you unravel the greatness of this world, may you not forget to kiss your brain, the beauty of our future outshines the ugliness of the past, let's move on, lest we become slaves. For I fear by then we might not even afford ourselves in Pay. @ Mpho Legwaila Scripts®