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When Shall We See Tomorrow

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History is the mirror through which we see tomorrow. She is the apartheid portrait and silhouette of liberty in Port Elizabeth. In Cairo, the pyramids would show you her hidden hollows. Through the Niger River, she led Frederik Lugard to Lagos. She is the archeologist's land-mark of Blood Diamonds. You could ask the Congo’s, Angolans, Liberians, and the Ivorians, They would tell you that Free Town was never a free town. Yes! Freedom is never free at all. We were rivers of blood and forests of bones. We were snapping twigs and broken glasses. We were these and more, in search of a big Tomorrow. Hurray now, the Tomorrow is here Maybe not so ‘big’ (correct me if I’m wrong). 'Children are the leaders of tomorrow', a songbook we were forced to buy at school many years ago, My father had no money, ergo, I was forced to borrow. It was the only way I could learn and sing along with my peers, damning my ego. Alas, the leaders of today are still yesterday-leaders’ alter-ego Are people not born because others should be gone? How then would the beautiful ones come when the ugly ones are still very much in form? When exactly shall we see this big Tomorrow?

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Date: 11/16/2019 8:41:00 PM
Congratulations Darlington, on your 11th place win in the "I sense tomorrow is the future" contest. I loved the distinct senses revealed in the middle stanza, but I feel you left one out. I appreciate your South African view of the future, thanks much for joining.
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Darlington Chukwunyere
Date: 11/17/2019 10:55:00 AM
Thank you so much, Sheri Fresonke. I'm overwhelmed. You need to see how I'm blushing right now. *** I wish you could mention what you feel I'd left out, it'll be great.