Tomorrow Never Dies!

Being dumped in an open pit.
Sets my whole body in contradiction
The eyes got pissed-off,
as above they see but have no good.
The trees dancing to the tone of the wind.
The birds too pique its interest,
flying and perching on beautiful flowers.
There came rain from the eyes,
Yet no good have,
and they look to tomorrow.

But the ears rejoice and dance,
to the mellifluous tone of the birds,
Paying deaf to the cry of their immediate,
and listening to the sounds of creeping creatures.
They seek separation and way out of the pit,
And to become native of the kingdom above.
Yet none found,
and they wait for tomorrow.
The bright face turns to coal-black face,
it saw the sky smiling,
for the sun provides it with the reason,
with the tiny stars that gives it light.
This gave birth to blame of inn-efficiency to the former,
and to numerous stars in the eyes of the face.
It aims destroying the pit alone,
that was when it saw the need for tomorrow.

The legs hide in same,
they point out an error from the face,
that the former qualified not of the blame,
blames shouldest be of them of inn-efficiency,
of not able to venture right,
of their procrastinations to climb the ladder.
These sobered them and they stood to venture,
but were deceived to rest more by the evergreen tomorrow.

Dignified silence maintained the hands,
they knew of their un-played parts,
they ought to import sand into the pit,
which 'll be shook off by other parts,
and the determined legs 'll jump to the next level.
They just sit and waves in admiration to passerby above,
this is their daily routine without but one clear reason,
that tomorrow never dies.

The head bears it all,
the shame and the pain,
He's like a crime doer to be stone alive,
as stones and sands from the inhabitants above,
make it their resting ground.
It cried for protection but not found,
as other parts usually present it at the sight of each stone,
it takes console only from the life of tomorrow.

Show us the way to the promised land master!
Cried the famished heart,
wondering why I watch without a word.
I smile and answer silence,
silence here seems be crime rather golden.
With threaten, the heart demands a positive response.
I showed not only the way but the land,
There arose the needs of tomorrow since their Moses is yet unborn.

Then stood the master in the name of me,
parading to be Moses of these helpless Israelites.

Unity calls for an obey I made them to know,
I brought them together with soft words,
with the spirit of oneness and brotherhood,
we set to the battle of our humble victory.
Not out of the pit we aim alone,
but covering the pit till eternity.
Still! one thing remained unsolved,
our Pharaoh never die.