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During the sojourn of my youth
I ventured on a journey
Across time
and flat land
(I never had tons of verbiage)
And why we lived lives of waiting,
hoping for the unhoped
long expecting the unexpected?
The guests are due here today
(Our guests will arrive shortly)
As a child
I didn’t toy with dirt
I didn’t fight with boys nor girls
– I didn’t toy like children would toy –
I climbed trees and dreamed from the treetops
Gazing into the horizon
As if horizon was the future
As if land had anything to do with time
(Land has nothing to do with time)
As a child
I didn’t hope, I didn’t overthink
I dreamt lucid dreams at nights
and dreamed of better days
when I would grow
(I didn’t think I wanted to grow)
I wanted to grow
But there won’t be darker days and there won’t be better days
Only the night is dark; the day is brighter than the dark
Days are not darker, nor better
and nights are not better than the days
Darker days are not coming
They have been long present
Shadow intruders,
forced guests overstaying their present’s welcome
(Who’s the host and who’s the guest,
who’s guesting which host?)
And now what will happen?
Shall I wait for the brighter days?
Days are just days, and nights are just nights
There are good days and bad days;
There would be good days and there would be bad days
There will be days –––––––
And there will be nights;
and these are just dates
But they’re no guests
(guests have no guests)
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Biography
Stelios Hadjithomas is a lawyer (currently not practicing), a published copywriter, an online editor, a researcher and art professional with a focus on organizational management and user behavior. His interests include contemporary visual art, technology, and marketing. A hopeless romantic at heart, he is also an author working with storytelling, words, speech, and new media. He is currently working on his debut novel andfirst poetry collection. A brother and an uncle, a son and godfather, he comes from a long family of eight. His poetry has appeared in the The Honest Ulsterman and Spontaneity.