Style and Rhythm: Journey to Tomorrow

When big brother urges you

To be a better version of you,

Say nothing and nod along

He’ll call you foolish.

Do not say or even think

That there are so many other days

To come.

Tomorrow, as we read in today’s journal

Is a journey you never might take

And tomorrow is a far place

Farther than the distance between graves,

Graves of two loved ones.

Tell brother

That you’d wish to change tomorrow

But that you do not know

How to get there when the only track

Is that of 16 bullet cases.

Same as the number of years

The victim of yesterday lived-

Same as the number of years

Today’s victim spent  believing

that he could always wish for tomorrow.

Poem by Hawwaa Wintope

Hawwaa  is an African. A 16 year old googly eyed poet staying in Osun state in Nigeria where she was born.

She writes poetry to create relatable emotions for lovers of the art.

Hawwaa hopes to write about death someday while she sits on a giant icecap in Alaska.