This Morning Lament

Waking up, waking up, wish could sleep more, a bit,
Brushing my teeth, I wish, didn’t have to do it,
Taking shower, wish I could skip, the kit,
So unbearable cold , am kaput this morning. 

The world is waiting and saying hey! 
Why doesn’t it forget me, at least for a day?
At least for one day, out of 365 days! 
Oh this world, unbearable it is, so becoming.

This boss and those workers are all too familiar, 
I do the same thing they command the same thing,
I earn the same thing as if they earn a bit more, 
Oh this job, it is so so straining, yet I go. 

Time to go home, the end has come, 
Time to lock me in, evening has come, 
Time to eat dinner, night has come,
Time to sleep, oh I wish morning shall never come!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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