One Early Morning

Wake chants ring one early morning The sounds of beatbox and singing While moon gives a full silver glow To all the creatures down below The empty minds keep complaining About how I make my writing They bark things they don't understand Like useless vocals in a band I wouldn't mind if they comprehend The things they say, more, when they blend Sticking fingers on one's own door Is of the minds, nosy and poor You have the choice not to mind it Don't barge in if you don't like it You were not born to waste your time On one's own business, you don't rhyme December 27, 2023, 2:55 AM, PST, SPC, NE