WAKING
Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2017 12:53 am
The dew of my eyes
That dreams wanted to keep
The sinking of heart
Still wanting to sleep
Seconds are hours
While conscious creeps
Better in bed
Than to be on the streets
Waking to what
A world of push and of shove
A world without fuel
For the fire of love
But I'll get up
And breathe in the day
Wearing hope like a shirt
That's beginning to fray
That dreams wanted to keep
The sinking of heart
Still wanting to sleep
Seconds are hours
While conscious creeps
Better in bed
Than to be on the streets
Waking to what
A world of push and of shove
A world without fuel
For the fire of love
But I'll get up
And breathe in the day
Wearing hope like a shirt
That's beginning to fray