My Morning Thoughts

It is in the morning, already thinking of tomorrow Will wake up, like this, or something will be different tomorrow? Will hear of the distorted chirping of the birds, will there be no new news? Will hear not the blue men in the business of illicit brews? Will it be this same rain in this same reign? Will 'the guardian the predator' remain? My morning thoughts. It is in the morning, already thinking of tomorrow Will burry all worries or bury myself tomorrow? Will there be war like peace or peace like war? Or just peace or war? Will there be insanity in the streets? Of con and sex men and women? Of rich beggars pretending poor men and women? My morning thoughts. It is in the morning, already thinking of tomorrow Will men marry men and women marry women? Will pastors preach money and still Remain God's Chosen? Will love have power over everything? Or will it mean man and woman nothing? Will people still live lies? My morning thoughts. It is in the morning, not different from yesterday Tomorrow, not different from today. But let today end then judge today For in today’s days, Mornings have no new news? Hard to judge a day with the sun's morning rays. Hope tomorrow will bring a perfect place to call home. Tomorrow will come. My morning thoughts.