Tuesday 21 July 2015

Hymn to the Rising Sun

It is six in the morning.
It is a new day.
It is six in the morning and it is a new day.
The routine must begin.
The sun has risen and so has hope.
It is a new day with new hope.
The sun has risen and so has fear.
The fear of what is to come on a new day.
It is six in the morning and there is more fear.
New hope with more fear but the routine must begin.
It is six in the morning.
It is a new day.
Just like any other day...
Hope against fear.

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