IF TOMORROW IS NOT REALLY PROMISED

A POEM BY: FRIEDA LOPEZ

Living and surviving, I wonder why I still keep fighting. To spare my pain and my dying soul in agony keeps on crying.

My ancestors speak through the wind as I dry my tears as they guide me through the distortion of my broken dreams.

Of a world that is filled with hope and promise for my people. The warrior spirit is unafraid to face societal evils.

People blinded by the empty promises in a boulevard of broken hearts crushed sacrificially with the false hope of a new start.

Swallowing my pride with regret and with worry, I embrace the pain as I create my own story. I bury my heart as I pray for it to grow. The hope of a brighter future, I pass for a new generation to bestow.

Just in case tomorrow is not really promised.

Published by Frieda Lopez at Frieda the Writer

Frieda López is the writer for Journey of an Unraveled Road who was born and raised in San Antonio, TX. Through her professional career in Customer Relations and Retail Management, she has utilized her experience and interactions with the behavioral patterns, which was used to start her personal journey with Journey of A Unraveled Road as her debut novel. She has completed philosophy, psychology, and theology courses at San Antonio College as well as creative writing courses. Frieda López has been a lifelong writer since 2nd grade. A survivor of childhood trauma, childhood abuse, and domestic violence, she wrote this piece, which started this book as her personal journey; works from home in San Antonio, TX. View more posts