Waking morning,
Day to day.
See the
price it takes to play;
"Have a
care, now hurry dear."
Leaving home:
it takes some tears.
Running
rampant down the street.
Running just
to beat the heat.
Running just
to trip and fall
Into stress's
overalls.
Run to the
left
"Got to
make it just in time"
Run to the
right
"Can't
be late: It's not alright!"
Closed the
door,
Didn't make
it.
Angry at it;
Hate it,
hate it.
No respect
from the passing crowds;
Enough to
scream it louder, loud.
Blow apart
like the atom bomb:
Danger to
others, sis, bro, and mom.
Wouldn't be
a problem, but that's alright
Let's treat
the angry like neophytes.
ISA
