CITY MORNING

CITY MORNING

Earth’s journeyed through the turn of night;
The sun’s upon our sky.
Day slips the city into gear.
The morning mass migration’s here.

Clocks’ shrill awakening.
The dreaming eyes are opening
And looking with daysight,
And seeing in the given light.

Now people wake and dress and eat:
Day-starting rituals, habit-neat.
And carlines fill road patterns,
And carriages track metal trails.

Clocks mark workstart. Commuters yawn.
And humankind
moves past another dawn.