「Another Day」
The crack of dawn,
Lit by the fires of desire.
Armies of workers take to the street,
Waiting for life changing events to transpire.
The lull of noon, to come and go,
A brief repast in this ebb and flow.
And back again, to the day to day,
Forever hoping, that they’ll forge their way.
As dusk draws near, and the weary marches,
Drearily, back to their respective pastures.
What’s there to do, with another day gone,
But to await the crack of dawn.
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