My Drive to Work

the twitter of the early bird echoes in the dark,

the sun still sleeps

as i sit in the car, the engine roars;

broken silence.

the evening of the night meets the morning of the day as i bounce over the bumpy road

the rough even surface of the coal tar surface continually rumbles under the touch of my tyres

i think of the family i miss, i sing of love,i dream of hope, as i wait the coming of the green lantern

my hands work the wheel

left , right, hold, left, right, hold

i see the office,

i park the car,

i feel the sun,

my day has begun.