Not Promised Poem by Aminath Neena

Oh you there, you who loathe someone somewhere
Why carry the black beast on your shoulders
When on your left breast there is a fountain?
Fill it to the brim with the essence of love instead
‘Cause tomorrow's not promised
And today, may be the only chance you have


Oh you there, you, from this race and that creed
Why instill so much gluttony In your thoughts
When there is so much generosity running in your veins?
Fill your mind with the essence of love instead
‘Cause tomorrow's not promised
And this day, may be the only chance you have.


Oh you there, you, from this nation and that town
Why carry so much spite In your mind's tongue
When there is so much light within you?
Fill your soul with the essence of love instead
‘Cause tomorrow's not promised
And this time, may be the only chance you have


Oh you there, you from this family and of that colour,
Why such ostentation and self-worship
When all by entrepreneurship, were fashioned by one?
Fill your sight with the essence of love instead
‘Cause tomorrow's not promised
And this moment may be the only chance you have


Oh you there, you, friend or foe,
Why dip yourself in the sea of animosity
When you have no capacity to deny the natural law?
Fill your bath with the essence of love instead
‘Cause tomorrow's never promised
And this, may be the only chance you have