Dark
skies
In
the city gives way to the florescent white and amber
Running
along in twos one behind the other
Reshaping
our vision with these electrical suns
And
daughters standing next to us like trophies we’d won
They
say “There is no time like the present”
To
let your name be known
To
let your presence be felt
There
is no time in tomorrow
If
you dream it you can achieve it
Your
only resistance is yourself!
To
these streets we’ve roamed
Like
a moth to a flame
Hand
in hand
Though
we knew not our names
Travelling
across country,
Where
these deformed metal horses did not exist
Nor
houses were within a clouds reach
Concrete
did not pave our streets
And
any thoughts but as foundation was obsolete.
We
all shared this connection
Calling
us out to the open city
We
had been forewarned not to enter
Yet
we journeyed, nonstop,
Night
and day to cross this border
Bent
on dividing us
Bent
on defining us
Anxiously
along - hoping
Our
hearts did not betray us and mend this bond broken
Danger
knew our names
Yet
surrender did not
We
had arrived at our destination
Reminiscent
of the battles we fought.
We
are,
The
sons and daughters of tomorrow
The
creatures of the night
Nocturnal
by habit
Cursed
to question their thinking
Pushing
the boundaries of our limits
No
judgment, contempt or penalty
Free
to be whom we are meant to be
Olsfred James 2013©
