Optimism

Not now.  Tomorrow,
We will solve these things
And thinks that bother you.
Not now my love.
You are too young as yet
To know the answer.

When all the world is old my love
And rubbish floats the seas
And every chick a Sunday meal
From battery to deep freeze.

Not now.  Tomorrow
We will work it out
Between our pill induced euphorias
Not now my love
Wait and see the processing
You too will have.  Before you die tomorrow.

© EGB