Finding tomorrow

3 nights in the city of art,

Falling asleep to the sound of the daylight

Seagulls flying around the minarets of my dreams

Finding tomorrow in today.

Shooting stars in the morning

Breathing in the dust of hope

Yeah I know the earth is moving

around the sun, and things like that,

But for now let’s just ignore that

let me reach a higher ground

coming out of nowhere

and tomorrow started now.

This poem was written at the workshop with Tracy Fuad at the Johannes-Kepler-Gymnasium Chemnitz.