Into life I am born. In this life I perform. With this life I conform. By this life I am sworn.
Once a cock, now a clock and always the sun. Dragged back into consciousness Fight off the sleepiness. A frightful sound stalking like a hound. Bark, bark…beep beep…Please! Just one more minute of sleep! Whatever the sound be, It brings one to their knee. But why must it be a symbol of hate? When all it does is open the gate. A new day has broken, the sun rises, a golden token…. Read More