Thursday, September 27, 2012


Tomorrow is not just tomorrow,
Tomorrow is that day,
It is the day of days.
It is that day that is worth waiting for. 
It is the kind of day you could not dare whisper
Not even in your sleep
You could not 
Upon such a good 
For sheer reverence
I shall not speak of it
I can only allow
To announce itself
As an angel called
Waiting to take me 
By the hand
To a place
Where angels gather
In awe
In anticipation
Of future days
Days whose bliss
Is ever increasing
Whose blessings
Multiply with each
Waking Day
The angels are here
I must 

© siki dlanga

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I have been called a Poet, a Writer, an Illustrator, a Banner of Freedom, a Word Magician, etc.
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