Today, the morning is late

Today, morning,

Is not like every other morning –

Today, the morning is late.

 

But we understand –

We know it can happen sometimes.

We will wait.

 

We know who to blame.

Or maybe we don’t.

We have our suspicions, but we are silent.

 

The morning maybe sulking,

But it will come.

It cannot die. Can it?

 

We can learn how to live

Without light.

We are used to living with less.

 

But the morning will come soon.

It is only late today.

It cannot die.

 

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