Early in the morning listening to the queen,
I watch the grass turn from black to green.
Rocks around, capital bound,
In the sound of metal, I drowned.
We need to break free from the shackles of ignorance,
A look at our genes with a magnifying lens.
Don’t leave the thought before you must,
When another one you know bites the dust.
There is a crazy little thing called love,
Family and friends, and yourself above.
You are my best friend,
Let’s play the game.
Let’s go for a bicycle race,
For we are the champions.
And we must remain , ,
Healthy and sane.
July 12 2016. 5 am