Tomorrow, You Will Be Free

Tomorrow, You Will Be Free prose poem

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Please don’t stop me, my love,
let me lie down and kiss the ground,
let me taste the taste of freedom on
my tongue and remember my past no more.
Let my tears mingle with the sand and the
sun comfort my soul, for the earth has
opened up her mouth and swallowed my past,
no more pain, no more fear, only sweet music
shall ring in my ears.

Look down on her, O Lord, look down and
see your daughter weeping in the sand,
she ripped out her heart and has cast it into
the sea, she said, “Tomorrow, I will be Free.”
But the ground where she laid is now drunken
with her past, affliction and confusion,
the sea has spewed out her heart and the
sun has hidden his face.
I tried to comfort her and said, “Come my love,
come, for tomorrow is still yet to come,”
but she cannot be comforted, her body’s
covered with wounds I cannot see and her
words I do not understand.
Night is fallen and my soul grows weak but
I will not leave her, I will cuddle her in my arms
and whisper in her ears,
“Tomorrow, you will be free,”
tomorrow, you will be free.”

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