Saturday, April 7, 2007

Tomorrow

I looked for tomorrow and tomorrow
Hope rising with every sun
Yet only yesterday came, like yesterday
In rags, clutching obsolete coins
Pointing somewhere ahead
Where the road curved
"I've seen him in my dreams
Rosy-cheeked, white-robed
Sometimes with a halo
Sometimes with a sword!"
Down the very road I've been
He hobbled on, with others in tow
Each clutching the god
He was born with
Muttering familiar prayers
Of paradise for the poor
Freedom from birth
Of messiahs and avatars
Coming again
Pointing somewhere ahead
Where the road curved
Looking for tomorrow
And tomorrow and tomorrow
And finding only yesterday, like yesterday
(Published in Kavya Bharati)

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