We wait for the sun to come out tomorrow before we head out into the field.

Today will end in anticipation of tomorrow,

For the sun or the rain or whichever way the world fancies.

Life is bitter,

Life is very bitter.

We are running a script with no end and

Hanging our heads in shame because of the past.

But tomorrow still comes and we might go out into the field.

Tomorrow we might plant the maize and weed the sugarcane.

Tomorrow too, we might take the cattle to the dip.

Tomorrow is the day that the Lord will make.


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