‘Good Morning’
Beautifully broken dawn;
Accompanied by a sweet smelling sun,
How is it that the day is quickly born when my night is not yet done?
Wake up, wake up, the constant noise from yonder,
A little sleep, a little slumber i pray for as the alarm rings like thunder;
Rising to the call of the high pricing morning,
I jump to supply its good demand,
What fears await me today? oh my uncertain day!
How dicey and iffy can you be yet again?
With your irregular hand and fitful nature;
You fluctuate my plans to an unforeseeable end,
Any hopes of change today as i move out of sleep mode?
Be nice today and kinder tomorrow,
Give no room for horror and borrow no sorrow,
As we head out with bright hopes today,
Only give us a good morning.
By: saviour_Spoken
