Angelica Duardo

Rookie - 50 Points (September 1987 / San Diego California)

The Day That Never Came - Poem by Angelica Duardo

Is not easy
To speak the words
That brought me sorrow
And left me hanging on a dream
Of nightly horrors

Is not easy
To tell the tales
Of all those nights
That haunt me still
Behind the veil of darkness

And all the suns
That doomed my shadows
Now light my days
Which darken every hour

There is no righteous way
To talk about the day that never came
It is painful tough the emptiness that’s left behind
By this horrid time that has never really been

All the riders could never tell which way they came
They said they had only follow the day that came
But I couldn’t find a harmless way to see it coming
He hid himself too well, he knew me all too well

My blind eyes, my deaf ears, my senseless touch
Could never find him in the dark
Of this helpless park of broken tokens
The only path I would have never really chosen

Oh memory!
Bring back that day that never came
And make him never run away

Make all the suns
That doomed my shadows
Now light my day
And keep me from all sorrows

I beg you riders,
Please tell me where you’ve ridden from
I know you followed that glorious day
The one that came, but not to stay

But since I’m blind and deaf and numb
I cannot find a harmless way
To reach that day,
The one that for me never truly came

I wish to find you before I’m gone
Before I’m dead, rotten and well forgotten

I’ll always look for you my precious token
But until then I’ll speak of you, all my glorious mornings
As the day that never came
The day that never came

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 19, 2008

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