TOMORROW: A poem

I know not tomorrow.
So let me die today.
Haggard looking tomorrow.
Ushered in by a dark Sunday.
Monday stung me with unbearable despair.
Tuesday grinned at me, and I was left scared.
Wednesday came with dead promises.
Thursday left with unimplemented policies.
Friday mocked my failed attempts.
Saturday came and I died ignorant of the right time.

Kindly read and prepare for tomorrow.