Sunday, May 25

Tomorrow Has Come

From day one,
I heard the constant beat of my heart
Simultaneously beat with the metronome.
Call this a holy poem,
Saintly guided.
And tomorrow has come
Tomorrow has come.

These words are the makings of me.
A simple blessing
Like the Grace except life's what's on my plate
Nothings at stake,
I live for today.
Yet tomorrow has come,
Tomorrow has come.

Take off my mask and unveil yourself.
I say what you lack words to say,
What you have always felt,
Words tumbling across this page
Like I was yesterday's sage.
Yes tomorrow has come,
Tomorrow has come.


Tomorrow, the day I said I'll write you poetry.
Tomorrow has come, it's now your turn to read my story.

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