Rise

Each day we rise from sleep oblivious to what may play out in daily patterns tedious, morning coffee or cereal fades to life less ethereal. Off to work or off to school our minds slip into the daily races fueled. Never a thought or question as to the day's fate until the moment rises when we're too late. Too late for a loving hug or that kiss goodbye when spirits are hurried in the by and by but someone irrational and angry in a hateful thought brings chaos to the innocence of youth caught; The firefall spattered wide and random in its spray fated to take all our innocence away, while men in higher places and positions look down stagnant sorrowful in contrition. Their views and words so quickly relayed saying the same repetitive explanations on parade yet turn blind eyes to the anger of the crowd who shout and cry at the newest shrouds. What does it take for common sense solutions to oppose the profiteering greed pollution that overwhelms the general average populace and holds down the real of Washington's disgrace? Each day we rise from sleep oblivious to what may play out in daily patterns tedious, morning coffee or cereal fades to life less ethereal.