Tomorrow
Yesterday I thought about what I'm writing today
I know I'm holding the pen right now
A clean white page between my hands
Getting darker and darker
Every time the pen runs into it
What I don’t know
Is whether the pen will reach his goal
Or fall down before finishing this letter
Because I know nothing about tomorrow
Tomorrow is a mysterious ghost
Barley seen so far away
It could be an angle
A demon
Or maybe a black cloud
By the weakest wisp of wind
It breaks
Flushes away
Like it all was nothing
Tomorrow is an ocean
Noise of high waves fighting
Filling the air around
You never know what it holds deep inside
Is it jewels and pearls
Or the red reckless death?
Tomorrow is out of mind
Tomorrow is out of sight
Even when someone raises his foot
He never knows
Will it land next on the edge of his palace
Or the edge of his grave
Tomorrow is a chest
Filled with secrets and mysteries
Visions spinning around
Minds with which are bound
Eyes tracking it down
But it never reveals a secret
I can imagine tomorrow now
Sitting on his throne
Looking at our hopes and wishes
So naïve and ridiculous
Smiling in petty
Telling himself
If they could know they're collecting heritage
If they could know they're building destruction
They wouldn't bother
Man has removed every obstacle
Digged deep into the ground
Took stairs to the sky
Lived between its stars
Dived in the deep seas
Stolen their treasures
Traveled by his mind to the oldest centuries
He could barely hear the mind talks
His intelligence revealed every secret
Opened every door
But he fell so hopeless
So Powerless
In front of tomorrow's door
Couldn't open it
Couldn’t even dare to knock
You strange mysterious ghost
Hidden behind the mask of unknown
May you move your mask a bit
So we can see a little detail of your face
Or not
Just come a little closer
Maybe we could see how you look like from behind the mask
We really miss you
Our hearts have melted down
Waiting for you
Tomorrow,
We have wishes
Some are big
Some are tiny
And so many hopes
Either good or bad
Tell us about them
How will they end up
Will you treat them with humility
Or with a little respect
No tomorrow,
Keep your secrets inside your chest
Keep your mask on
Never tell us a thing
So our souls won't die of greave
We are alive by hopes
Even if they are false
Happy with our wishes
Even if they were just lies
Man's life is nothing but wishes
If they fade away
Then life will be next!
Copyright © Mostafa Ibraheim | Year Posted 2014
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