Shine, then Rise...

A Blank Page,

never feel my Age,

always, still,

the Youngest

Kid on the Block;

no Concept 

of Time or Money,

no Eye on the Clock

(that's funny,

considering Time

is of the utmost);

at least

a morning toast

or a plain bagel

to plant the coffee

coursing through me,
a medium Turbo,

Light and Sweet,

Day's begun...

Where starts your Day;

mine long before

first Light of Dawn,

ere the Cardinal announces

and Earth bounces

from the rumble of

the Asphalt Cutters

miles away

as Manifest Destiny

and Eminent Domain

come to play in my head,

wondering what 

might have grown here

 instead of:

Rotting Tracks

and Crumbling Factories

Rusted Rails,

Faded Memories

of the Glory that was Rome,

crazed Emperors,

Divine Comedies;

it's no joke,

Brother,

or it is

but the joke is on you...

You Decide

not to go along,

placidly chewing your cud

or hiding,

crying you couldn't;

all it takes

is to have a little Pride... 

Sept. 21, 2015