Tears of the Early Morning
Tears of the Early Morning
Sound of the cock
Cock eager for the new day
Day just like any other; birth of a new born
New born day with the sound of the whisper
Whisper of the early morning rays
Rays shining on our naked faces
Faces looking at faces
Faces shinning like the mirror
Mirrors of ourselves, reflection of our images
Images so full with hopes
Hopes dashed we can’t tell
Tell of the woes that could come
Come in like the sound of a mighty thunder
Thunder filled with breezy smoke
Breezy smoke in the early morning
Oh! Tears of the early morning, I beg not to have!
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