Working Day
Getting up out of bed before the rise of the sun
But you still overslept and there's too much to get done
The sun is now shining up and you're on the run
You are already late and the day just begun
You are doing your own work the very best you can
The other workers treat you like you are not human
You need to go for a walk you need to change your plan
You're stuck in a dark room wanting to be a free man
You're wondering how you got stuck here
Finally the day's end is now near
Your mind is now becoming more clear
Tomorrow has become your only fear
Eternal Sleep
What's the use of getting up today
From dawn to the last evening ray
Life goes on the same miserable way
I wish I could have gone away a hero
But I lost the war and there's no where to go
And there's no more friends I can go to I know
Wind
A cold, harsh wind dominates the trees
Bullying, harassing, knocking them over in a stern breeze
Maples, redbuds, apple trees shaking in their boots
Tormented from trunk to crown with nothing safe but the roots
The wind carelessly blows by, damaging others just to show it's free
Pushing around every blade of grass and every harmless tree
It ruthless ravages everything around
So I hide safely underground
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