Tell The Suitors Of Tomorrow Poem by Timothy Faboade

Please, tell the suitors of tomorrow
To consider her joy and sorrow
Tell them loudly to let her cater for
Herself just to avoid her flaw;
Please, tell the suitors of tomorrow
To consider the danger on her brow
Tomorrow is not sure of her existence
Tell those hiding under her pretense
Not to anymore waste their bride price
On tomorrow and her plunged pride
Since yesterday’s hope is futile
Tomorrow’s fate may be villainously vile
So, tell them to act assiduously now
And they won’t fall with tomorrow’s flaw.