On Thy 'morrow

• Karina Jade Ross, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2010

What shalt the earth be like on they 'morrow?
Hope and love or pain and sorrow?

The curious pilgrim out on the folds,
Retaining goodness in heart, hoping it holds.

Heaven hell fire water or both,
To go up we prey, to ourselves take an oath.

Dear pilgrim do rest thy weary feet, There are gods on earth that you have met or will meet.

Now you shall know all people are god, Power of thought, unified minds, a pod.