After Every Next Day
The winter winds are frostily howling,
their bloodhound companions are searching
Under a crimson moon scarlet glowing
And I e-scapegoat dream
of a new life
On the other side of Dawn
Runaway thoughts
keep me on the rabbit shun
Desperately trying to get to the woke realization;
that sunrise stun,
the radiant feeling of freedom
Wading thru the Tennessee fog,
following the North Star
To an unfettered fate
that awaits
After ev’ry next day
Midnight dreaming in a murky bog
That a life of liberty
is like an Exodus cloud moving
from pyramid underground task,
premature burial bent
To a Promise Land, no questions asked
‘bout the dog wags sent
Can’t get caught up in wistful thinking
just yet
Not when liberty lies
on the other side of the misty mountain
Til then, before the night fades away ...
I keep my fleeing hopes chained to my bosom
A dash, so death daring true,
as my heart race to the new Dawn horizon —
Into a sacred space
that oasis awaits
After ev’ry next day
Freedom arise anew,
with each wet pillow embrace
A joyous splash,
that leaves no fetter tear trace
12-01-20
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2020
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