One way I expected a suggestion
The future that everyone sees to be bright
The future I see to be blank
One day I asked a question
One friend gave his suggestion
To him in the future we're all dead
The future I dreamt about in bed
So I asked myself the question
And thought through his suggestion
I understood in the future we're dead
But not the future I dreamt about in bed
For I dreamt about a future
Of a world with a different feature
For when I think about the future
I see what was taught by the preacher
In the future we're all dead
In death our camouflage is removed
Raised from death, we're renewed
Definitely the future's been revealed
Now an answer to my question
With reference to their suggestions
The future everyone sees to be blank
The future I see to be bright.
By Benedicta Quarshie-Odoo
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