The individual is gone-
A distinct adventure-
Watch – another cubicle erected
What’s wrong with dust?
First sunrise to show the rest-
Weathered, exhausted, satisfied-
Do we need to consult on words-
Patch the warriors mouths with more-
But then, they never were
What’s wrong with the hoe and wishing for rain?
The seeds show strength when growth continues-
Can we go back
It’s gray – We can see our breath
We are ahead of the morning