Nights like This Day

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I’ve dreamed nights like these
When the beaming of light
From the crescent moon would crescendo
Over cloud quilted blanket,
And whisper “tomorrow will be a better day”

Today
Is the day that yesterday planned to meet
And tomorrow is trying to remember.

A night like this day
Is a Leonardo da Vinci painting
Flawed with the beauty of Mona Lisa’s abnormalities,
Strangled with the regrets of our last night’s impact
Smothered by our hopes for today’s possibilities
And shot down by the chances of tomorrow never taken today.

Let our voices paint trails of freedom
Let our admirations follow the yellow brick road
And travel through underground railroads
Until children realize pyramids in Egypt aren’t just pictures in magazines
Until countries don’t raise war for oil but for more food for the starving
Because a mirage of an oasis in the dessert’s sand
Is equivalent to three number one combos at Mcdonalds
To an Ethiopian whose stomach is high fiving his rib cage.

Man, I wish for more nights like these
But future nights always get polluted
With the troubles of today.

©Paris “Chi” Butler, “Nights like This Day”. 2012. All Rights Reserved.